even if i climbed to
the highest steeple of the highest church
prayers would not be able
to save you.

in a fit of rage
i slammed the door
and shook the earth so hard
the stars fell from the sky

amongst their jagged edges
i found your body

you’ve been asleep for far too long

• reflect any light that shines upon you
• chase after only the brightest star
• always keep the best parts of you hidden
• play with the ocean
• don't respond to hoots or wolf-whistles
• disappear completely at least once a month

my darling
you have
the most beautiful eyes

how i’d love
to pluck them
from out your fairest skull

and swallow them whole
so you can see
my inner demons

and i can taste
your tears
inside of me

sitting and watching things about the stars
whilst flirting subtly with you across the room
reminds me that i'll always have a little butterfly
saved for you
to inhabit my stomach
and make me blush