i want:

sadness and heartbreak and fingertips so hot and rough they melt my skin,
i want my tears to burn my eyelashes and i want my knuckles to crack and rip open my thighs,
i want passion and rebellion and police sirens and whirlwinds and asphalt.

i need:

compassion and tenderness so thoughtful it makes my heart bleed,
i need slow and bandaids and paint and canvases and muse,
i need love and life and light.