i met someone, friend
it's a fascinatingly consuming experience
when you realise that another human being's existence
can make you feel, quite simply,
whole.

she's beautiful
and she's never known it and
i want nothing more than to hold her until
she believes me,
earnestly.

i like her like boys do.
my mom would not approve.

meet me where our souls do
where the breath you've held is freed
where your old soul finds
peace.

where me and you become 'we'.

meet me
so i can tell you how i love the dance your hair does,
how i adore the curve of your shoulders,
how i hold on to every word you speak.

meet the way you make me explode into tiny pieces of colourful glass
meet the way i am constantly overwhelmed with the art that is you

meet this.
bonjour. enchantée.

-s.c