Pressure

my glass is filled

with sleep

and in my dream

there's a small ocean
I want nothing more

than to be submerged

your name on silk

wrapped around my limbs
I want nothing more

than to remain neutrally buoyant

to feel the squeeze of

atmospheric pressures

on my naked body
nothing more

than to be here

breathing clearly

dreaming
sure that something

this wonderful

could never

wear me down