Heaven
Denim wrapped around my neck as I lay,
peaceful.
Dangerous, sure. Then why’s it feel so sweet?
Sleepy drool I stretch to kiss,
you wake,
we laugh,
unreal.
Absorbed in arms, tension I want to keep.

Hell
Comes knocking, waking pain, a truth I still don’t know,
but seas of distance closing in would sooner bring us close.