Atoms

Barefoot on glass.
Radiate outward from this point.
A vast circle.
Perfect in every way.
Beautiful like the taste of her skin.
The flow of her hair against my belly.

Copper cologne.
Rising up from the road.
I ramble on.
Hear the sizzle as blood and asphalt copulate.
Somewhere in another universe,
I feel your tongue in my mouth.