I can't sleep

Now that I live alone
I'm naked all the time.
One less v-neck obstacle
is interfering with
the equal and opposite force
between the hearts
of our planetary bodies.

Gravity has taken the place
of your weight its
Atmospheres of pressure
lie on top of me and
force my breath shallow.
Keep me up all night
holding me down.

I only made it to 8am physics
three or four times, so its
still mysterious to me--
this fundamental force
that attracts the mass of one
object to another; but
I conjecture
when we're tangled up
in skin and sweet
my every cell in unison
decides the desire for you
closer
is all that matters, that
must be gravity.

Sometimes when I can't sleep
I read Relativity.
Tonight, I think I'll write it.