My breath is a living travesty, of what really breathes inside me. My veins are made of fraudulence, they are a paradox of the blood that runs rampantly through them. My skin is weak bu...
There’s a storm inside you that even I can feel without touching your hands to mine. There’s a cold front in your veins that make my bones shiver, whenever I am next to you. But darling...
The colors of your breath are drip… The feelings of the wind curl arou… I will hold you until my hands bec… to put you down. I found your shadow resting in bet…
Darling your flesh is painted crimson, a monochromic version of the sky that overhangs our dirty bones. My answer to you, to the last thing you ever said to me, is of course. Of course ...
I can hear everything gone– Your footprints stamped into my mo… I’ve held this month in the pit of… I am sorry, I am not silver. I am sorry, this is not what you w…
You loved me when we were stars in… you floated so far away from me, b… I felt you in my chest. You loved me when you were an ocea… I’d fly so low,
Your body was my home, my bones were planted beneath your skin like sunflowers that felt the sun for the first time. You breathed planets into my spine and for the first time, I tasted ...
A delicate girl made of glass, lay glimmering and still, in a teardrop shaped room. With the beautiful foliage of her life sprouting from the roots of her fragile ribcage, blooming arou...
I’m watching the wind as it settles to sleep above me, beating in and out of my ears like the rise and fall of your chest. I breathe out into the air cold as ice, and as the ventilation...
My father spoke words that burned holes inside my chest, like the way that the sound of your voice would set fire to the dandelions that grew inside my lungs, You had stars sleeping i...
I’m laying with my back to the ocean, the sound of its voice beating against my eardrums. The air around me is soft against my fingertips, as the wind is running slowly down my spine, e...
My soul is painted sapphire, as I run through the fields of sun… your shadow running beside me. My soul is painted sapphire, maybe because,
Swollen skies and stomachs stitched from shipwrecks, the ocean is an ache that lives in my chest, she has swallowed me whole, but I have forgotten how to swim. My legs shake above my ca...
Blue skin tapered to the backs of hands lined with raw emotion, The winds fingers wrapped around throats, selfish, craving more air than it could hold. I heard the wildflowers beneath...
You slept with stars inside your c… Your skin a product of the moon’s… You had flowers spilling out the c… my tongue every time we kissed. I will never forget the first time…
