midnight hour

starving artist
by coincidence
missing you is at a distance;
this time of night is madness

But no doubt I am in this.
breathless,
arched back,
restless.
And yet this is what bliss is

wishing you were on the left side of my mattress
starving artist,
the thought of you beside me worshiped
until the midnight hour is illuminated.

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