“Our love is warm like the sun on the first day of spring
Fresh like dew on baby blades of grass
You leave me with bruises that bloom like lilies in may
Vampire kisses soft as dandelion fluff
Your touch is the blue of the lilac and the brown of soft earth
Yellow like the sun
First love is meant to be happiness and daisies
Butterfly kisses, shy smiles, sweet gestures
You thawed the winter of my soul with your sunshine kisses
So I will pin your bruises to my chest the way my mother pins flowers to her easter hat
And celebrate the way you dig into my flesh like it is a garden to be planted”
“Our love is warm like the sun on the first day of spring
Fresh like dew on baby blades of grass
You leave me with bruises that bloom like lilies in may
Vampire kisses soft as dandelion fluff
Your touch is the blue of the lilac and the brown of soft earth
Yellow like the sun
First love is meant to be happiness and daisies
Butterfly kisses, shy smiles, sweet gestures
You thawed the winter of my soul with your sunshine kisses
So I will pin your bruises to my chest the way my mother pins flowers to her easter hat
And celebrate the way you dig into my flesh like it is a garden to be planted”
--
sometimes i feel like my skin is inside out
every nerve screaming from the salt of the sea driven into raw flesh
i am trapped in the tarmac of my mind
thoughts swirling around me
poison pooling in my belly
filling my mouth with with acid that drips from my tongue when we kiss
girl on the outside but insanity within
an eldritch horror with skin
i am trying to be kind
to hold the monster of myself back
but every time you come close the warmth of your touch burns
and i bite like a frenzied animal trying to escape a cage
--
“My beautiful hurricane: I am your home but I am not made of glass.
I can withstand more than you think.”
darling love: you are not a home. you’re a person.
and people are so much more fragile than glass
--
“You are a warrior fending off monsters in the night who would steal the essence of yourself.
Your bloody hands slip tying bandages around the wounds your own head made,
But remember, love, you do not have to fight alone.
You will always have me. ”
--
there are mornings i wake up past the edge of the universe
beyond the reach of the stars
surrounded by void
i am alone
and there are mornings i wake up as the sun
energy and light burn through me
i am the center of worlds
made of a fire that destroys all who venture close
i should stay alone
—
“Why do we humanize the devil until he doesn't seem so bad?
Abusers are always so kind until you close the door
I’ll be careful, my love, because your flower has thorns and I am quietly bleeding,
telling myself it cannot be that bad
because flowers are beautiful and bring a tiny touch of brightness”
—
i am shards of broken glass beneath your bare feet
you didn't drop me
the wind knocked me over, my love
But be careful where you step
Do not slice yourself on the pieces of myself
Humans do not bleed poppies
--
Icarus flew too close to the sun
And so, my love, did we
The smoke of your wings burns my throat
And i’ve forgotten how to speak
And now you are a sinking ship
I can’t keep swimming like this
I can’t save you if you won’t save yourself
I cannot be your everything
I promise that i tried
I love you and I’m sorry
--
a tight rope of wire cuts into my skin
i have been balancing for so long i've forgotten what it is to be stable
i know now that i am best at loving you the way i love the sky
from afar
