There's dimensions in you that I miss exploring, and phases in you that I find myself entrapped in. Feelings in you that I find myself entranced with, and love, in you that I find myself falling for. Within you somehow I found myself, yet it took me to lose you to really understand this. Lost in the world I look up and ask for the bribing of our venal God that if he can convince you to explain to you that I can encumber the universe with my small hands and offer it to you in seconds. The stars, the moon, the tides, the sun, the blues & all your favorite hues. I can still envision you unlocking what many have failed to do. Pushing the small of my back, I can still hear you breathing down my spine, your breathing intertwined with my curls, ugh...& so I ask of you not to demur, but to opt in & give me what I ask of you.. even if its selfish please let me love you. Let me love you twice, let me love you right this time. I know I can get it right this time, I know because of my lack of understanding, insipience and insincerity it has led you to astray us, but I entrust in you and the universe to unravel your blindfold & understand the missing links in you that I can perfectly paint for you with the same hands that have always made love to you. This isnt an apologia it's a declaration of my love to you. This is a letter to you, to God, to the Universe, a manifestation in the works that I am putting out into the world. I love you & I love you for many more years to come.

You are fragile, yet guile. & even though you say you dont feel the same way, through senescence you'll notice the truth. You'll piece the puzzle together as to why you came every night to see me. Why you stayed when my words were shards of glass. Why you enjoyed my pink and purple love letters on your toufee skin. Why you always found yourself leaving those places to stare off into space with me. Yet, you say there is nothing. Nothing. The absence of something. If that is the truth I have to live with, then so be it. But you'll count how many of those pretty empty ladies stay in orbit between your planets, stranded on your asteroid belt. You look closely, I'm this giant elliptical galaxy within the other galaxies that you'll never seem to escape. I'll dip your thumb In between my lips, glide your hand across the side of neck, through your lips I'll pour a burst of stars right through your cuspid & new stars will form en masse. Then you'll notice that these stars shine brighter, millions of times brighter than a sun like star, and maybe then you'll notice that you did feel something, even if I was only actively forming stars within you.

the absence of feelings, let me touch down twice. & if you really not feeling the kid, let me figure it out minus the lies. Cause ima still navigate through your vicinities, im still breaking down your complexities. I still have galaxies I need to finish building, just let me finish them