Terraform

In your room we are one,
sacred mass flowing
from nightfall until dawn
our skin blends, creating
landscapes
of rosy clay and brown earth,
a fresh terrestrial plane
forming upon one another
our eyes, like the sun
dance across the surface
trying to reach light
into the darkest crevices.
Our hands, like fauna,
delicately stepping across
unclaimed wilderness
pushing through shadows
terraform scenes emerge anew
as if they always knew
this trace of love.