You respect yourself so little that watching me love you completely, with all I have been given to give, made you lose respect for me too.

And what a dark fate that will be for you to meet.

If tears to the muscle build compounding resolve,
Their fibers sewing from blood new strength  
My lungs could hold an island afloat
My heart could pull a tank

I’ll move my feet and hands
One by one and side by side
Churn, flow
To make the lights flicker
The wheels go
A waterproof bag of pieces
Dragged through frames of time
Not yet in the room, and not leaving
Faithless lightyear eyes
Sleeping between plaster and wall
Leaking a sticky, red hunting trail
Through moments
From now,
They will only be moments

I wish you were someone that you are not

You are right there and I cannot have you

It may **** me to be inside any hands not grown from your golden body,
But I choose tigers
I give them a glossy mirror while playing a flute
Or harp strings
They finally rest
Hell,
They purr

Though it does make your eyes roll backward, and your stomach reject an entire day
If only you could see how I crush them
You’d be so proud of this flower
Given in bunches to poison kings
Coming to bloom on your kitchen table
Making your house into a home

I am Sun-roasted mahogany, and still warmed
Before the day even breaks
You are in the air and between every follicle
All amber, jungle-eyed, full of undiscovered life
Brand new species of whole love,
Growing from the body
Giving my preemptive brain honor to sleep
Rivers and roads abound in you,
Safe and a welcomed means of travel
To a Brand New World
To the place they always promised me

Though if war sprouted on the skyline,
You, the red mist,
I would gladly be a traitor
I would peacefully be ******