To see you
Is to face the terrible fear
That you truly did give me
The best days of my life.
The fear
That that really was
The best I will ever have.
That my time is over,
That you were my only chance,
That I will never find anything
So beauitful again.
Shame.
I am still quite young
And have many more days to go.
That really can not be all,
Can it??

Even if nothing
Ever comes from this.
If that is all I get,
It will be nice
To remember something beautiful.
If all I ever get
Is that moment in your arms,
Then I have lived a thousand years,
And I have led a thousand lives.

She believed in love and Jupiter,
And everything in between.
Yet the earth betrayed her
In failing to give her a home.
Which is why she bared her chest
To every last element,
Hoping that the dust
Filled all of the cracks in her skin,
And praying that the moon
Tasted as sweet as she remembered.

I loved him more than was allowed
More than whatever was acceptable.
And though I tried to suppress it,
I had no shame in this love.
Should I ever feel guilty
For learning how to love so genuinely?
So selflessly?
Few times had I done it before.
I do believe I loved you.
I do believe I did.