Insisting still to dream,
So nest on me
Cradle you deathly
Till your eyes land,
I don’t know where
Everything is here.
I have never felt my heart like this before
Like my heart, you’re no different.
So tender, so rhythmic; reliant on my breath.
I can see you with all the light the world can hold
Like the lover sun, transcending over it’s darling earth,
You’re no different.
Your sweet lucent life has well-lit mine
I can feel our little flying atoms fusing
And it makes me cower.
like what sky does to light.
Turning it simple and blue.
We must ask,
What does the sky ask of night?
To come gradually and swimmingly
If someone asks this of you, ask them to die.
Only when the night runs out,
May love hurt you, the right way, without guilt or appease.
I must ask,
How does one care for you lightly?
I care like lightning, for you
Cell by cell, every bit of you, starred.
You’re very comparable to cosmic-awe
I read my past writing’s, and for an instance,
the dog I am, becomes the dog I was.
From that line to this time, I can be old.
Some people don’t think much of narration
But look at the jump I created
Infactuations come with mystery
Reality is not so, so slippery
When wisdom spills on top of both
Mistery mister meet your growth
So easily I fall
To nothing at all
Dogs and birds; Bark and chirp, and all I do is say your name
I promise you my voice like no one else, your name
I’m thankful for letters and speech and you
Refer to my voice for floating magnified meaning
two sunrises this morning
The one of your face, the other outside your window
One, redder than the sweetest hell, you put me through
The other, safe and sound, to stare right in
Beam into all of my skin, peachy earth, my peachier love
so I can too, rise for you
You’re what I was inviting
Zooming in and never out, head is now a socket
It’s face in my pocket, the mirrors I pass, can only see you
Dangling you, clanking away on my behalf
Oh, traced me
A vessel body waiting for something, a million different sea’s surrounding.
A shore body, still, and she’s looking, a million different sea’s surrounding.
We just keep losing, depending on these whimsical currents
Mindful light came in wet, like a flower who’s tasted
the last of the sky’s offering.
Though I live like the cants do.
I notice inexhaustibly, with jumbo clarity.
When our touches meet, the cold brain in my skin,
Why is my body so smart?
To unwind the day with you, thy stance could ask for nothing dreamier
My life headed towards a better tomb,
cause you made your home, my hands
We are all dying on the outside
yet it’s better for our inside’s
I was a leaf, not a tree of a man
though a tree cannot fully be without leaves
and to the wind that has brought you to me
I draw together my hands, to feel the dreamiest of things
Neighboring entirety like the rose bed completed
Only baby roses left, awaiting your kisses to open them
akin to our love, their thorn’s will beset on our love
Just because you’re use to something, doesn’t make it right for you
and the roses smell selfsame for us
Death and the heart, a two-edged incentive
cling onto both like your skin clings to you
death-a neutral land, where there’s no room to die again
no kingdoms of stomachs to fill with each other’s meats
love and pain, the two-headed bird with no wings or mouth.
To signal north or south
The origin of whims, the heart I call forth
dig me a grave, where my dirt is at peace
the heart can be soil, plant in it death
so you know what it’s like, where nothing can be