something was falling out of the sky last night
plummeting towards earth coated in a blinding light
the wilting rose on my windowsill rose as it zoomed by and gave it life
"it makes diamonds jealous" someone said to me in a soft amaze

did it hurt?

Tonight I decided that I love the way that he looks
at me.
With eyes softer than infinite rolling clouds,
they make the finite
nature of my haphazard existence feel appreciably less
confining.

Hollow

I kissed boy two on boy one’s birthday
and felt nothing at all
his hand was on my neck
but it felt like air
his lips were on mine
but it felt like ice
our fingers were tangled
but it felt as insignificant as holding
my own

I would open my eyes
and see him lost with his shut
with his breathing heavy
and his hands wandering
Losing himself the way I had before
(The way I’m afraid to now)

It felt like I was the only one there
I wonder if it’s because
boy one hollowed out all
my nerves and the tender parts
of me that could feel warmth

sunlight brings these blessed moments
and i'd think twice before sleeping if these
cherry blossoms held me the way
i wish you would

i am in a daze
your hand in mine feels like
warm grass in a child’s palm
(you feel it too, that’s the dreamy part)
your sapphire eyes in summer heat
stir earth quakes in my chest
what a charm you are
what a charmer you’d be