we’ve made it to the top bunk now and you lie back
and poise your mind
on sheets spread
across a starry night
and I curl in around you

i climbed up here
to hold my breath
to see some light beyond the sun
to see the shapes
that shift in my closed eyes
whenever our lips are locked
in a secret promise

maybe we flew too close to the sun
and bathed in melted wax, we die
but we are not
the misfortunate ones,
though we burn
like the children of Pompeii
you and i

and if it were raining,
we’d look down at the drops
because we stuck our flag
in the top bunk
we’re the kid who has got
what everyone wants
so lay back
hold your breath
close your eyes