YOU ARE A STAR IN THE SHAPE OF A PERSON and every breath you take draws a little bit out of my lungs THEN, I LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO DROWN ON LAND.
your name means blood:
my heartbeat stutters to the cadence of your footsteps AND STAINS MY CHEST WINE-RED. the light of your gaze bleeds into my soul AND SWOONS DOWN THE CURVE OF MY NECK.
your name means muse to me:
BECAUSE YOU ARE A WORLD IN MOTION and yet you are stillness; the moments between heartbeats AND SOMEHOW YOU ARE MORE THAN YOURSELF but this is because you are more concept than person AND WE REALIZE THAT EMPTINESS DOES NOT KNOW ITS OWN SHAPE because you were too good to be true
your name means fiction:
because i could not find a word for someone that was never there. understand this. you may be all the stars in the universe but the emptiness between them is greater still. and you cannot love someone you made up no matter how hard you try.
several lines taken from an earlier poem i did called paraluman