Come and look at the way my skin sheds at the sight of the setting sun
And see the stars placed along my vertebrae
Settled
In nooks your fingers will never touch.
Trace the outline of the skin along my thigh with a gaze
Shaded
By eclipses.
Breathe the scent upon my flesh settled with stardust and your fetishes.

From forgotten parts of darkened forests, I have seen your eyes peering at the parts of my soul I have grown unaccustomed to showing.
Or maybe it’s the way your curtain falls after nights spent lingering in the shadows- wondering what’s best for the somber spirits you ****** with your cologne.
Your kisses lay like razor blades on skin that’s close to cold, moonbeams flickering on the edge of dreams that crawl between nightmares and terrors.
I have yet to let you in.

I have written about you on napkins in coffee shops and restaurants that traverse continents.  I've written your name on foreign pages in cities you'll never be, at least not with me. I've etched your name onto trees but your initials always feel out of place alongside my own, or at least that's how it seems. You have always traded a taste of ink for words you'll never let me read. You're darkened melancholy that you think tastes too sweet. You had me, oh you had me and I've written down the verse. But the tape is skipping, the record is broken, a melody and a curse

Absolution in your embrace
I bring you all that I am.
The sleepless nights of my past
suddenly become weightless.
The uncharted sea of the future
appears dauntless.
For I know I have you.

I can give myself to you wholly
because I am whole.
I am the stars up above and
the deepest depths below.
I am a universe within the world we share.

Drawn towards you like the opposite end of a magnet
I am the whole half of you.

I'm setting out on the good road
Don't know where it's going
The sages from across the years
Conditioned me not to fret
For a warrior never knows
What will happen next

I'm following the good road
With a fighting spirit
Powered by a needless compass
Driving straight into my chest
To the glowing space
Tucked behind my center left ribs

The good road runs through me
Right to the strumming strings
That bring light to my eyes
And color to my cheek

I'm out on the good road
It's paved with miraculous shifts
Illuminated under a boundless sun
That warms everyone I meet

I'll be traveling the good road a while
Don't know where it's going
I've got to keep moving on
Then I'll make it there

We crave a comfort that touches us like silk
But are afraid of a softness that loosens our skin
There is safety to be found in spaces that are filled
And emptiness tastes bitter when there aren’t hands left to sew you close
Do you find solace in other peoples heartbreaks?
Or are you yearning to let go of your own?
Do you crave promises because you know you can’t keep them?
Can we really find a comfort in someone else’s bones?

Men with your sort of name are dangerous.
The way each letter makes your tongue work as if it knew you would never be easy.
The way you sound sharp and ready to break me like the bones you wear.
You carry the weight of ghosts I'll never know, the way each vowel kisses the next.
Men like you are dangerous, and your obscurity makes you all the more sinister