Rituals

I colonized your body
as you did mine
and now a silent unspoken rule
lets me wander over you
lets me go where I please
lets me roam over every
piece and hair and speck of skin

I made you into a ritual
of green tea and tangerine and groans as you kiss my feet
while they rest on your shoulders
and words fade to sleep

I made you into a part
of the mess on my floor
of the stories that colour my dreams
of the sanctity in the morning warmth

So I will put you to bed
when your body and mind have gone soft
so we can bask in peace
in our extensions of ourselves