i wanted to see you on this

the shortest day

and the longest night

of this year, but i had

to wrap gifts with perfect bows.

The tilt of the earth

rotates towards us

you can avoid me

or work late

or ignore me

or bleed in silence

but i know

that the winter solstice

lasts only a moment in time

like we did

in the past

when the present roared.

Our two hemispheres face

opposite directions

our eyes glued to the mirror

next to the bed

with my hair in your face

my mouth

bitten.

Let us celebrate a rebirth

a ritual

of our pleasurable sore body

parts. Flip me around,

on top, to the side

i’m gathering the moments

in celebration

of days and nights

without you.