I gave up swimming young,
although the bite of clorine still clings to me
like an afterthought-
skin soft like summer peaches
and just as sweet.

(Oh-
won't you sink your teeth into me, love?)

One of my first kisses was in the deep end of a pool:
I,
lingering at the bottom
and tracing the tiles with pruning fingers.
Them,
floating near the surface-
christened in refracted light.

(Water fills my lungs now
as I try to catch my breath
from my racing heart
as I look upon your divine form,
so different from the one I loved
beneath the tide
all those years ago.)

Hand in hand,
swim into the cosmos with me;
we both knew our feet were meant for fleeing.

(So why does it hurt now
that I'm leaving?
Is it because it's without you?)

You look different in the water-
so different from the one I kissed
all those years ago.

(Is it cruel of me to say
I've loved you more
than I ever did them?)

I'll trace our love story into the sky for you,
mi vida.
Two fish tied together,
bound by fate.

Even though I knew
we weren't living off of a God's eternity,
I still crave the warmth of your body
engraved in my future.

(Who knew ichor
was so warm and filling?)



The inside of your mouth is so warm,
mi amor-
soft and supple
       like the flesh of a fruit
      (like the flesh of you)

But how am I to live
knowing I exist to hurt you?

How am I to live
knowing my heart beats
so yours may still?

So
with Fate's shining shears
I'll cut myself loose from you.

(Even though it hurts you;
even though it kills me)

Silver snips shining red thread.
Metal sinks into skin.
Gold ichor spills from holy wounds.

(I pray every night
this hurt you feel at my leaving
will heal over time)

Please, dear-
never forget I've loved you
beyond words.

Never forget how your hands
soft and warm, the shade of tree rings after a storm
still hold my fragile heart.

(Please,
won't you be gentle with me?
Won't you put me out of my misery?)

Never forget
te amo,
siempre y para siempre.

(Even though
I can't be around to see it)

Until we meet again.

(Please,
let us meet again)

You are Virgo,
and I am a Gemini.
I want you to know
that I want you and I.

To think that the planets might have been misguided
when they let your star sign almost be my rise;
they would never have guessed
how in twenty years my sockets would confine
sullen, sunken eyes
surrounded by darker spaces,
recurring insomnia I try to hide.
Worn-out clothes now, twice my size.
You gave me the longest summer of my life.

I hate my voice booming static
on the other end of the line.
I miss all my old friends,
and I can't figure out why
I wait in my tower for a knight,
but when at long last he comes
I'd throw him out the window
expecting him to survive.

Mysterious and unseen
A master of the dark and light
And all in-between
When she looks into your soul
Hers is enough to burn it to the ground
But also ****** it to the very core
She is a force of nature
An unstoppable wave of chaos and purity
that’ll throw you so off course
you’ll forget what it was ever like
to not have her in your life
She will read your mind
with the power to take every last bit
of strength you have
until you regret ever standing in her path
Do not ever lie to her
For she does not handle deceit lightly
Vengeance is her first, middle and last name
And her type of revenge is an evil noone
would wish to encounter
A queen of manipulation at her finest
she will see into your soul
long before you catch a glimpse
and change the way you think
to mend what she craves and the
desire that she seeks

She is a Scorpio,
And if you think you can escape her

You've already lost.

Ruler of water
Walking on air
Antisocial Alien
She'll tell you to grow a pair

Not of this planet
She's ready to leave
Bored with human nature
Atmosphere hard to breath

Extraterrestrial
Don't touch her, she's cold
Unresponsive emotions
Can't fit in your mould

Ruler of water
Floating on air
Riddled with anxiety
Life just isn't fair

A Queen, individual
Heart racing, can't breathe
She knows what she can be
She just wants to leave

Anxious Aquarius
Lady of air
Can't breath your atmosphere
And you can't reach her
Hemosphere

My Beloved Fire:

Head full of kindling,
heart's holding the light
Ready to burn through the darkness of night.
The furnace you fuel
with passion and life,
can spend awfully fast
and quickly ignite
the gasoline
in your viens;
charring bones,
scalding flesh
and Lord, that wax skin's already
starting to drip.
Oxygen properly feeds a flame.
Don't forget
to breathe.

My Beloved Air:

Lovely,
delicate,
fingertips
saturated with ink.
It seeps from your lips
from your pores,
painting stories
on your paper thin skin.
Such beautiful ideas in your head but,
you hold your words
in the hands of a child;
benevolent, yet careless.
Remember that
a strangers heart
is their book, not yours.
Ink stains rarely
wash out.

My beloved Water:

Teardrops ripple in the oceans
of your collar bones.
Can you breathe underwater?
A driftwood cage may
keep sorrow at bay
but love,
it cannot contain
the sea.
It's time to break your own bones,
rip open your ribs.
That heart has been drowning
for far too long.
Let it be light;
The sky still needs
the moon..
To survive.