Some nights trace stars in my back, the creases of my insecurities, the caress of a lover and the clattering echo of all the different futures, Inside my darkest doubts, a cavernous cave of ringing thought is crushed by the aching relief of certainty. Hold my hand, ground me to the earth, let me feel your bones, the essence of being human, captive in this body of feeling. Pleasure and pain. Proof that you can die and live. let me gaze at the crossing stars through your infinite eyes. This isnβt what you think. You understand it. Our stars are crossed as they fly by faster then thought, we whisper truths and perfect couplets of words, and blended notes of silly harmonies.
Some nights keep the dark at bay, but some..
some nights revel in the unknown and wrap me in precious curiosity and newest beginnings. I love you