Words are silly little things
That hang in my teeth
I rinse them out evertime I speak

My flowers will bloom whether you stay or go
There will never come a day where they will not grow

I shiver because the sun doesn't reach a hidden city
Its cold where shadows find home

You were an iceberg passing by my ship
Who could so easily have sunk me with one rip
But I'm grateful for your mercy once upon a time
Because I'd willfully touched the ocean floor if you became mine

Him
That breath of air that tickles my nose
So strong and pungent, so clear and so cold
There in the lace of my lungs
He hung like a picture frame that captured my love
Woven in and out and north and south
That it skipped through my veins and out my mouth
He
Is concentrated and thick, colorless and vivid
And struck my eyes so harshly my eyelids shivered
And loudly and clearly like a baby delivered
He spoke into my neck and and all I could hear
I love I love I love
My dear

I'm sorry that life ***** and the coral reefs are dying and your hair keeps getting ***** even though you wash it every week. And I'm sorry that people keep mistaking you for someone they can dump their problems on or someone who is fine on their own. I'm truly honestly sorry. But I'm not sorry for liking you because thats not a sorry thing. I can't explain why but its just not. And I swear if I have to console you one more time because the people in your life who are out there not liking you make you feel like you shouldn't be liked then I'm going to slap you so hard you'll hate me. But that's okay because then at least you'll feel something for me.

I listened intently
Deeping and contently
To the voice to which every other sound remains empty
She spoke with her whole chest
Using words that would continue long after she left
I lay awake in its echoes
It meanders and flows
And from it all my love grows and grows