tunnel of love

i don't need to be turned into chocolate
to be devoured. here is my cordial cherry.
here is how i gut myself 
in the interest of becoming a swan.
dear lover, haven't you ever 
taken yourself apart without a manual?
become a tiny wreckage? 
i ask you to put chlorine in the lake. i ask you
if you know where the opening is.
a mouth in the shape of a heart. 
it is dark & everyone is a follicle. everyone is
taking a handful. everyone is finding
the limit & holding it by the neck.
tin foil wrapped. cream. coconut. 
we say "boundary" like it is a place
but it is a motion. we say "love" like it is a state
but it is a movement. how a body 
can fit beside another in a boat
& emerge on the other side. 
how the angels can come to pass judgement 
& your lover will not rat you out to them. 
the kept secret. the teeth without a proper home.
kissing in the purple dark & trusting
the face you hold is soft & made of dirt.
o i want to be dug deep. i want the ride
to last longer. give me the carnival 
without anyone else but you. i need 
a night of passages. tiny manageable journeys. 
the rocking little rowboat. 
frogs on the roof of my mouth 
telling me, "kiss him now, & make us
a colony of princes."