You're the curly thread that envelops my heart
And sometimes it tightens it so much
That beats become blue,
Dark purple as the sky before the storm
And like ripe blackberries hidden below
The leaves colored like veins.
Sometimes you let that the blood in the heart boils,
You immerse into it up to your neck,
You breathe the weight of my breath,
You rinse yourself with the remains my views
And with them I'm trying to find out
The sound of your thoughts,
The length of your touch
And do you look back wen you pass by
If you feel my presence.
Sometimes you break my heart in half ,
Spilling red marks
That burn skin and leave salty taste on the tongue.
You melt it in the heat of your palm,
You bite it like rotten apple
And dream with it under the headboard,
With your eyes open,
Not knowing how much you actually
Hurt me.