.
          These thoughts
are a haphazard
                 tessellation
of moments,
         sounds
           and scents -

  caught in a
      persistent loop…

         Such it is,
   that they herald
       no known beginning,
and yield
     no foreseeable end.

.

well I was ....
Wanting to wish ....
Now the ship has sailed ...
Nevermind,
the things I won't say
giving up on you
given up entirely
only if ....
seriously, ....
it's better if I don't ...
what do I even explain
So sorry if I bothered you
I am done being an emotional can
Crushed in your hand

Love spills out from me in the form of words and tears and laughter.

I want to touch you and hold you and kiss you and love you so tenderly and with such softness that one wrong step could crush me.

Put me in your mouth and chew me up.
Take a bite out of my ripe, tender skin.
All you’ll find in this flesh, is love love love. Sweet and soft and juicy the way a peach bleeds.