The sky is violet and no one knows.
It's the purple that purple was meant to be.
Brighter than plum and more perfect than grape.
It's violet like the way it feels for that person to touch you.
Light can come from their fingertips and shock your skin.
That kind of purple.
It holds a softness more beautiful than silk.
It's so royal and lovely that you know it's going to destroy us all.

You forget
You forget that I've done this before.

I've stood in that spot sodden by tears,
Shivering in the snarling cold of loneliness
As my heart forgets how important it's supposed to be.

So you'll have to forgive me
For freezing solid
When I see that mirage of myself,
Stained in the hideous darkness of the past I've tried to forget.
You'll have to forgive me
For refusing to shed tears
Over the things that have already bled me dry.

But who else will have peace in their palm
When they lay it across
My ribs
At night.

Who else
As they slumber beneath
A blanket of freckles and
Dreaming eyelids,
Will whisper into the dark air
With a gentle cadence of breaths
The particular softness that cradles my heart
And lets me

Close my aching eyes

And rest.

If I had a million hearts,
they'd all be yours.

it's gonna be a long time
he says, hands clutching his arms
and i want to pry his fingers
away, kiss the tips and
hide him from his fears

not forever, though
i tell him and
i hope he knows that
scars fade but we are both
talking about something bigger
so he smiles and says

*no, not
forever

i forgot to tell you earlier that
i've dreamt about you every night
this week, and this morning when i
woke up i thought it was winter,
but i was warm anyway.

She said "how do you have the audacity?!"
I felt her words, tearing, blasting me
words cut like shards of glass to me
as if desert sands beating on my weathered skin
I feel her composure wearing thin
water droplets become the tell tale sign in her eyes swelling
hands violently flapping in the air in tune with the yelling
her motions far too compelling
bringing troubled thoughts to my eager mind
eyes search to find my way out
no neon arrows point to my escape route
I must bear the brunt
of what I had done
never expected her to try and tear down the sky above
When I finally, after so many years expressed to her my love...

I cry as our fingers slide apart;
Wrapped up in a cloth blanket drenched with tears
But held tightly because of fear;
Fear that you'd never come back
Fear that you'd change if you did
But as of now I dream of holding you in
Firmly against my skin so neither of us would be hot nor cold
Because in our presence its prefect...
Not a discrepancy I could name
Not a thing I would change;
For you are the reason I'm sane;
What could I do if you didn't come back; I'm hopeless in fact
Thus, I'm not the same when we're back to back
Your face is everything and your feelings the same
*Do please come back in time I tried to explain