the blazing sky above became the whole world
We settled into dusty intertwining patterns on the floor.
Afterwards, you asked of me Why Is It So Dark Here?
I had no answer, instead
I placed my thumb in it's little bed: the place on your neck between your collar bones where
Your pulse jumps up to kiss me again and again.

thoroughly, we rested; until we were wrested
Awake by some strange light, La Luz
Holding us in her palms.
I'm Blinded, you said, Help Me Love
But I was blinded long ago by you, and I could be of no help whatsoever
And during your unseeingness, a stranger thing came about, stranger than the light
We reached around until we found each other like fate, like twisty diamond rattlesnakes
And rolled up in the dust, the ***** solid ground
We found salvation in our blindness
When we could see again, our love, our need became solidified.
So then light is not an answer to darkness, but the question that precedes it.

If only I could hold myself the way you hold me, I might be better off.
Alas, I could place my hands exactly where yours were
to no avail.
Because my hands are boring, and yours are full of endless intricacies
that keep me up at night.

the love I have for you begins
with you frustrating me beyond belief
and my wretched self is weak;
I love the things about you that I cannot explain
and yet
my curse is my constant pursuit of some explanation.

I love you especially in your fragile honesty
I fight for that honesty every minute
it's so beautiful that it winds me
and in your gaze is something so ancient
I fear it's power.

Unhinged and undone
your arms are the strongest most potent form of salvation
and am I readily absolved?
am I guilty or pious?
I find I am desperate for redemption...

But I love you despite my desperation
I love you with every molecule of my broken down soul
It hurts, it hurts like nothing else
I love you and I do not like it