also known as the stone of the sun
also known as the sun to my moon
as shining and bright and new
floating parallel in the sky
and every eclipse brings us closer
but, god, i could never touch you.
though i dream of it
as i roll this yellow rock between fingertips
the cold, hard, smooth on my skin
opposite to how i imagine you
warm and soft and rough
as long as i sleep, never ending.
as long as i live, unknowing,