I love the burn in my stomach when I give too much life to my newport: never fresh but always filled with light,
a killing spree of my soul.
You are that taste in my toes.
A tingle in my chest that confuses itself with the victim instead of the one that's penetrating my lungs. Purple air kisses you in your gray eyes, turning redder, redder, redder. They remind me of the blood that drained from the sunset when you told me you loved me. The moon might have looked pale that night, but wait three months.
You'll see my face in the blanket above us, in the intimate white stars, and you will never
forget me.
You'll remember my quick breathing whenever you got too loud, hoping
no one would ever find us.
You'll remember my humming along to the radio at 4 am, to all your favorite songs.
You'll remember when my hair was newly blackened with stench from the fire in your backyard, just like your voice in the wintertime. You'll remember me never letting you get too close.
You'll remember that you love me.
You'll remember that you've always have.

When you pledged allegiance to the pain, I was ready to heal you
steal your pride and let it flee with fright,
never forgetting the night you told me
you wanted to surrender to the world.
But like a lighter with sparks in its torch,
you will never
come back to life.
I watch my light flow through you and I know you feel
content
but you drain any drop of hope that remains in me,
let it filter through you like glass in your hands.
You could hold on to that glow
and rinse your wounds,
cleansing and blistering,
burning, burning, burning,
but you seem to fear the scars that will remain.

You are the only thing to remind me
that I can feel more than
just numb. An empty room with you
is ecstasy and I don't need much more than your skin to know
I need you with me.
Watch me as I strip
my soul down to its core
to see the mirroring light
emanating into you, glistening in the amber of your eyes. The sun
granted us love and you are my moon,
the branches in my palms,
the sky in my eyes.
You are there until my years depart, when the earth splits, when light becomes air
I want to be with you when all turns to dust and I will kiss you when the sun rises, when dawn becomes anew in my next life

I feel
so alone in a room full of stars
a world apart from my own
it lies
naked in itself yet I am no longer
here. I want it's light to penetrate my life
and rinse my organs
skin to soul
but it won't filter past
my eyes.

sounds cloud my mind
like silence was birth
and evil is spoken word
I befriend these echoes
there are too many to count
too much sky, empty space
for noise to bleed
little stains blot my eyes
until it is black. no more colors
sound is no longer youthful
sounds poison my mind
like silence is pure
and death is your word

keen eyes penetrate you
silver tongues in your sky
you’re the illusion that raised me
that laugh cannot lie
count your life in your giggles
I’ll measure the millions of sunsets
hunting hazel for miles
the horizon empty of our regrets
I become your blankets and sheets
you enter me through my skin
the longest wave right in front of me
my lips stuck to your chin
carnelian dreams ensue in orange
obsidian hopes flourish in black
I look through the jasper to your soul
please never turn back
It might not be love
I might be wrong for you
but you’re not just another passing miracle
and I will never let you fall through

If you'd let me, I'd shatter this ******* drywall between us because I know our hearts lie in the asbestos within
I don't care if my lungs sing of poison and pain, I would let it rinse my body
kiss my hips like I remember,
if only, for eternity, we were
borderless
no eyes, lips,
only light
never contemplating the prickly afflictions eating our outer lining
we are elsewhere. within
that perfect room that we knew long ago, where we remain
even when our physical forms pass.