Ten hours ago
You held my face within
Your palms and
Uttered the words
I love you
As I looked back at you
I saw you
Your bliss
Your anxiety
Your past heart ache
And I loved you
Fiercely

I want to write poetry
On your hips and
Pull the words against me
Rocking and twisting
With each other
I want to make art

Together we'll tackle
Everything from
Breakfast to mountains
And we'll face decisions
Like blueberry or maple
Like climb or trek
And we'll handle it all
With yes dear or
No sweetheart
you're drunk

1:37 a.m. and your voice
In my ear is distant
Like you're somewhere else

And I grow fearful that
Loving things so simple and
Thinking so plainly
Will bore you

That maybe I'm too little
And too fragile

And soon
you too
will grow tired

I tell myself
take it slow

3:47 a.m. I inhale
The curling cannabis sinking
deep into my lungs
funny how the taste
reminds me of the softness of
your lips

You tell me
"this one's different"
but baby
I've been sipping death
for years and
you've kissed me twice

Tell me again how this is different
because
oh how I want it to be
but **** how it isn't

I want to connect the dots;
To create constellations
across my skin
in the places you've left
blurred bruises with your lips

You've made a map
guiding me away from who I was
and towards
who I will be

But really
fighting for peace
is like
******* for virginity