sometimes
there are no other words
that will do
no embellishment worthy,
no outpouring of devotion.
sometimes
all i can say is,
i miss you
more than i ever knew
my bones could take.

the only thing
i will never understand
is why you opened me up
molded me to fit you
so perfectly,
only to then
walk away silently
like a spectre in the night
leaving me with nothing
but bruises
and my own sanity to doubt.

i wonder if your ghosts
whisper a thousand kisses
while you sleep
if their vermilion hair
brushes your skin
leaving you burning
dreaming of stolen glances
and blood stained lips
just as mine
wrap their hands
tightly around my throat
before gently pulling me under
with the sweetest lullaby.

you consume me
so entirely
filling up my lungs
with each breath
dancing around my veins
with each beat of my heart.

you've been on my mind
for so long now
that i've forgotten completely
what it was like
to not have you entangled
in every corner.
every dust filled crevice
has been infused
with thoughts of you,
that i have enough
to fill the night sky
a million times over.
i only hope
these finespun webs
and their protective embrace
are strong enough
to keep you safe.

i spend most nights at home
falling in love all over again
with my memories of you
and your silken fingertips
slowly dancing their way
along my spine,
leaving a trail of stardust
in their wake.