The knife blue your eyes, sawing hacking engraving your initials in my chest like bark. Embark.
Rough hands.
I remember the canyons of your lips, I plummet down with every word you mouth, ~falling falling arms open face first~ The kisses and kisses and kisses and more kisses. Smother me.
Booming laughter.
The marks and scars of your face, from other boys and girls and parents and growing older. I remember their order and presence. The beauty marks and freckles Which shape constellations my zodiac has applause. Resume.
Lazy eye.
All of this hope, And every passing water gets my change And every first day gets two rabbits And every other boy gets my denial And every suspicion is overlooked. And I have learned sometimes that is what love becomes. Me in a waiting room. Staring at the suckerfish hide in plastic castles. Reading Women's Health. I have learned to trust time. And to never, ever accept what I cannot change. DEVOUR WHOLLY And I will disturb these waters until I am banished or beloved.