Red car

& red-stained cheeks
from this fever love gave me.

Words I haven't yet spoken

Always there.

Who do you see that I am?

My glass heart aches

Pounding out of my chest for you.

We're not dead.

Could you love me (again)?

I will listen to your heart &
anything it has to say to me.

Press your ear against
the warmth of my bare skin
& listen to mine.

Would you hear the
o c e a n  waves thrashing
within my ivory gate?

Waiting & longing to
flood into you...

I want you to have the key
that unlocks it
but I can't give it away to you
that easily...

You would drown in my sea
of love & mess.

Empty stomach.

The butterflies are hungry

Only by my eyes meeting you again
will they be fed.