everything about you makes my whole being echo
and i long for nothing more than to sing in unison

the sole amplification of your answer
leaves me waiting for another and

i now know how it feels to be left hanging
off a cliff

i feel like a shadow.
nothing more than a bleak, distorted reflection
of what is
and i am not

i feel like a shadow.
my love for you is false but unbroken
blind and unspoken
but i still take the pill everyday

i feel like a shadow.
and every day i pray to god
for completeness and think about
what sick monster
could yank at the chains of the lonely

i am a shadow.
maybe it's better that way

there are times when i watch you and think i'm watching a sunshower.
and i can't help but want to feel your every drizzle and ray against my skin.

do you know what it feels like
to be hot and cold?

to love without eyes
is to have Hope whisper lies.

instead of letting love glow red,
i tie a blindfold around my head.

my love began in lies.
a web of what-ifs i wove to fall in when the sun refused to shine,
and the string of loveless red around my ankle no longer feels the pull and tug of possibility.

and i yearn for the kiss that would
fracture time.
like an itch i can't scratch,
like trying to make ice in an oven.
i then see my love lies limp.

wound in my web, venom in my veins, hung by the noose of love's insane.

you forgot the ***
of daffodils
that i gave you
in autumn

and by winter
their soul
had gone
until
march
next year

their flowers
hung yellow
like tissue paper
and when the breeze
stirred them
they were dragged
by wilted stems

and drew lines
in the dust

i reach out, fingers stretched and aching;
across galaxies, my bones are breaking.

i spill my spacial despair into the cosmos,
and pour my tears into Andromeda, and think "almost."

my binary star, a galaxy gushes past my lips.
when i reach you, i will know that our love has eclipsed.