Tell Someone You Love Them


For My Love

I have seen you. Raising heaven. Steaming with fever, furious with uncertainty. Shaking the twigs and dust of the wilderness out of your pressed trousers.

I have felt you. On balmy summer nights lightened only by a bitchy, teasing breeze. Dreamt petal soft and rose pink, settled in but always ascending. Under and over me, wedged between your hope and my passion, polished bright brown by twilight and laughter.

I have waited for you. In the lying arms of others, rocking apologetic babies to sleep. I squared up like a street soldier, ready to smash the shadows, but instead took them back to season the reasons I stayed.

I have killed for you. Murdered and exorcized a force destined to fail. Gutted a ghost blindfolded because you came; bearing my breath, shaming death for thinking you would lose.

I have died for you. Laid face down in disgrace before the fools who raised and debased me. Bones stripped of marrow, offering what done wasted. Shed my heart, my hair and my hell, just to be your baby.



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