Feel the balmy air on your lips
All sweat and skin and sighs
Dreamy bruises collect like passport stamps on pale flesh
Come and take a vacation to the land of intertwined limbs and intoxication
A formal introduction to the world of weekend trips
Blissful ignorance shuddering like a poison through youthful veins
Follow them like a map
You were my favorite tourist
But the homesickness inevitably invaded
Another foreigner with a suitcase already packed
I yearned to keep you here,
To grasp that muscle pumping blood inside your chest
Crack open your rib cage and dip my palms inside
To clench, to clamp, to keep it all to myself,
But I let it go instead.