Tip Toe | ReBecca DeFazio

I fell in love with your tiptoeing;
quietly and carefully you would
find your way to my heart.
Climbing up my ribcage so slowly
to make sure that you never touched
my lungs, never shattering a bone,
never causing too much heavy breathing;
heart safety was your highest priority.
You never forced anything, when you
got caught in my blood stream and it took
you for a ride away from my heart, you swam
against the current. You did everything you
could, fought when my body saw you as a
threat, whispered into my mind’s eye over
and over again, “you are loved, you are loved,
YOU are LOVED.” Never imposing your name,
spreading something wild like a flame into my soul;
self love coming before you ever touched the softest
parts of me, making sure that we could be complete…
I loved you. I love you. I love us.
I love your tiptoeing.

I place cotton candy
kisses on your cheeks;
I read you poems I
believe were created
from stardust in past
lives I keep forgetting.
I try to copy and paste
memories; taste them
like champagne bubbles.
I’m not always sure if
you understand me
but you try & I try.
I place cotton candy
kisses on your cheeks
and you beg me
to never leave; telling
me that time travel
isn’t really real…
I still believe & I plan
to take you with me.

ReBecca DeFazio
More Than a Flower

You’re snoring next to me;
I’m wide awake but unsure if
I want to leave this space..
Our room is freezing;
I’m tucked under the comforter
thinking.. “if I get up, I need to get
dressed...maybe I’ll order a smoothie..”
and then it’s like you’ve read my mind
because you reach out and drag me
into you like now we're just one piece
of something too beautiful to walk
away from..so I stay.

ReBecca DeFazio | More Than a Flower