I'm the kind of girl
who'll end up writing poems about you at 4am.
I'd compare you to the stars,
a supernova,
an ocean
and I'd want you to compare me to
volcanoes,
hurricanes,
disasters.
I'd fall in love with the way the curve of your spine felt
underneath my fingertips
and I'd fall in love with the way you say my name.
I would compare your face to a poem,
and I'd lay beside you and form poetry out of your skin.
I'd smoke your cigarettes and wish I was the smoke
in your lungs.
I would love you too much
to even think about loving myself
and I would need your arms to fall asleep at night.
I'd have to find your lips in the darkest hours
when my heart hurts and I begin to drown again.
I'd ask you to save me and I'd love you more than I love poetry.
I'd just write poems about you
in the sunrise
where I'd take joy in the fact that our skin was being kissed
by the same sunshine
so never fall in love with a girl like me.