they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

we could sit here with eternity
at our mercy;
watch the world stop for us and witness
that which brought us together.
gratification is that sensation soared
in me as i spend my days understanding
what you are,
what we are.

i run my fingers onto
that skin which is tainted with the unfinished memories
of your past,
stings me with the pain i feel for you.
they hurt you once
and more,
like how i was too
before.

but i could memorize this canvas,
the way your hand enfolds mine,
the workings of your touch on my barren skin;
yearning, yearning.
&try as hard as i must, i'll make you
my clean slate
and be nothing more than amazed
at how you and i ended up at us.

i won't hurt you, i promise this time._