Slit myself from the base of throat
Right where five initials rest
All the way down to where you used to kiss me.
Peel the skin off, strip down to my very bones;
If you look closely
My love for you
Is etched on every one.
The joke that I was too happy
To write sings to song.
Something to write about now,
The went-ings of wrong.
Music box heart;
Open it up
Watch the dancer there.
Say, “I am enough.”
The lights are floating in the glass
Outside
You are floating in the sky
Outside
Homesick hearts, both of us,
So lonely
Not so far apart.
Back is bruised, literally,
From flipping upside down
Clinging to fabric
In an effort to push
Into and then out of fear.
Would talk to you about it
If you would listen.
You are in there peering from behind bars
Put in place in secret
While we were both looking the other way.
Smash the examples, any one you want,
Into powder and I will
Carefully cup my hands
Pour it all into a bowl
Called Love
Watch:
Add water,
add honey,
add love,
add tears,
add whiskey,
add wine,
and hope,
add years.
Mix it all up
Put it on the wheel,
Spin it into a new thing,
Fire it into a new thing.
No matter how many times
We might break each other
You will always be the one
I will want to form anew with.
How many different iterations will we take
On this journey together
Around this star?
Every morning
Waking up
To meet each other again
And every night
Holding close
And choosing the other
Again
Again
And
Again.