Narcotic Night

I cup my ear on her skin, eavesdropping on
Her dallying soul; the chiaroscuro profile;
Wondering if
Its shape mirrors the brown Japan on her clavicle

She lines her eyes charcoal; blackened pits
Swallow me whole in her rhizome labyrinths
Watching me
Fall into her brown Japan as she falls into me.

Together, we awaken into the narcotic night.
The promise of a carnal symphony plays as
She laughs
Leaving imprints of her mercurial lips; bruised.

She pulls me through all my synapses; tender
I, hungry, dig into the filigree of her epidermis
We surrender
Even while knowing the same sides of a magnet

Repel.