I used to move once a year,
 no matter where I lived,
 I felt the urge to change apartments annually,
I begin for him and

he says “that’s a lot”
while falling asleep before
turning me over in the bed,
unzipping my jeans,
entering without verbal contract.
but another time I told him I felt
like I was merging the two pieces of myself
as I rested on top of his elbow.

like two pieces coming together as one.
he is falling asleep.

I mean me and your friend,
I whisper.  

“2.”