I pray one prayer.
I pray this prayer because
I cannot live without you.
You are the only one who will throw my ashes into the sea,
So please don't go.
If you leave me I will cry a new river.
I won't be able to move.
I won't eat.
I won't be able to sleep.
My heart will have disappeared into a void
And a black hole will have taken its place.
So please, please...
Start running, start eating right, and watch your speed on those highways.
I cannot lose you.
If you die,
I will suffer.
The effect will be death.
I think I have this one right to be completely and utterly selfish.
Because who else will scatter my ashes?
I prayer this one prayer:
Outlive Me. Outlive Me. Outlive Me.

I wake up to the face of a shining angel.
Perfection cannot be found or so they tell me.
But I find perfection in your ridges and valleys.
And it is all amplified by the voice
I hear that slips out your mouth.
The most delicate poetry I've ever heard are the words you write.
Words are sewn together by the most fragile string.  
And I wish your magnificence could be spread across the world like pixie dust.
This is more than just mounds of revision
Or rough rawness.
This is utter perfection in one swift swing.
And I love your for it.
I love you for the perfection I'll never find.

Your voice seeps into me.
And I'm not sure
How it got here or how it
Got stuck like peanut butter
On the roof of my mouth.
Your voice, it just won't budge.
And for just this one moment I forget
that I'm not suppose to remember
just how perfectly that voice sounds.