‘SPACE’ by Louisa Doyle.

This space
between my face
and your face
is clear
like someone moved the table and the chairs
it’s also quite a long way
to your face
you’ll have to reach
I’ve decided
the air is hot
because we’ve been filling it
see
I’d rather smoke breath like bulls in bed
than keep my distance
because right now
there’s something between us

and we’re watching it like a coin
spinning on its ridge
you know
we could kiss
and we’re watching it like a coin
spinning on its ridge
flashing like this and this and this

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