H,
We can be two halves of one idiot,
You take Jupiter, and I'll take Mercury
Together powerful though laughable,
We are asked for mercy.
We are messengers and we mean you no harm
Earthlings. We may look fierce, but we are
Even fiercer so. We may have soft skin,
But our hidden edges
Don't hide
We were created from destruction
And we destroy our path
No, we won't destroy what's in our path
But rather
We will destroy our preemptive destinies
And create new ones for ourselves
You can call us revolutionaries,
Or hopeless romantics
Inlove with life and its soil
And sand and toils and
Hands held and
Beverages boiled
Beauty is skin deep,
But diamonds cut farther.
You are a deep cut
That bleeds and bleeds
That wants to be freed
You are burnt skin that peels
A medication that heals
You are the essence of life
And strife
And a beloved wife
You are swamps and rivers
You are the campfires
That cure the midnight pool shivers
You are the spark behind the lighter
A lover, a fighter
The smoke that drifts off the match
The wake and bake (the best batch)
I love you deeply, steeply,
And I love you to bits
Cheers that tea exists
With HAD on your cup
And my lipstick prints
With a pop of 2018 champagne,
I wish you a life free of pain,
A lack of fuckery,
And beauty to have the world slain
May your flesh be tattooed
And your toes sandy
Signed, Andie Pandie
