there's a lava lamp that sits
on the side of his bed.
about ten inches tall,
round. red.
it reminds me of him.
it reminds me of us.
took time to heat up,
but when it did,
there was a rush.
and then there was trust.
and then there was peace.
and then there was love,
and now a masterpiece.
i wanna crash into you
the way this lava has done,
two hearts,
one drum,
two lavas
now one.
- I.E.
