Your lips 

Taste 

Like open eyed 

Dreams, via 

Rapid eye movement 

I run back to 

Reality. 

 

                Weightless 

I’ve been 

Trying 

to stay down but each encounter 

I 

Float. 

 

The words, that you speak 

To me 

Are not for 

No             ship has sailed because our 

Conversations are anchored