We seem like a dream now--
your lips always at the back of my consciousness,
the ghost of your hands hovering above my hips,
and I'm drowning in you still, clumsily falling,
my melted heart all gooey in your palms--

When you touch me I am new again
like a Phoenix reborn
and it's been so long since I've been cleansed;
I don't want to wake up
please wear me like armor in the heat of the storm

I shake all the time
because you took down all my walls
and now the weather won't stop
washing over me in powerful tides

We are always one step away
from tearing each other apart
with love in our eyes
and sweet nothings foaming up
and out of our throats;
So close-- and yet so far.

In bitterness, in longing, in nostalgia-
in every emotion concerning you,
I am the open body on a surgical table,
longing for you to know every millimeter of my vulnerable flesh.
I am the raw pinkness of my insides
flipped inside out in an attempt to fix them.

I can't settle for anything other than you.
You tear me open with such adept hands;
I go so willingly.

this sea i am drowning in
will soon leave me washed up on the shore,
but i gasp and i cling to the tides
and sing my songs of "stay, stay, stay" evermore

we were the byproduct of my sad soul
and your savior complex.
you were never there to kiss my scars,
so i forced my blood to freeze

you are so cosmic;
everything that you are
has been spread thin
across the stars,
and all i've left to do
is smile and marvel
with each newly learned
constellation.