Hanging loosely, my arms hover, sway,

Veins vining toward each fingertip,

Splaying a circular warmth

To soothe the quickened beat.

I remember the flickering yellow,

Fireflies swift in the humid dark,

Soon to be caught or lost to light.

I remember the sleeping sky,

Each moonrise warmer than the last,

Each dawn far off and heavy.

I remember your flaring nostrils

Open with each inhalation,

Blooming with the night.