/ Under Lovely Curtains / Maya

I wasn’t sure what I liked more,
fucking Maya or watching her
sleep afterwards. The moment
she would come felt like the whole
universe was crumpling in around me,
enveloping me, all time and space
condensing into a single,
infinitesimal point...............................
...............................But as she
lay sleeping, draped unceremoniously
across unruly linens, breath by breath,
to the steady rhythm of her inhales and exhales,
her black hole of bedlam would billow itself
out into an entirely new universe.