A Girl I Am Dating Is Reading My Palm Tracing Her Finger Over My Life Line She Furrows Her Brow

As the sun rises out Of the early morning sky I shelter my eyes as It winks at me And I am warmed By the secret between us Of how days are made

Shine brightly, my sun Or are you shy today? Linger behind The safety of a cloud And if you are sad I won't look for you In your escape into rain

She rolls over in bed An agonizing, exhausting effort So her face is resting On the corner of his pillow

It still smells like his Shampoo from last night's shower His familiar scent that lingers A lifetime of him on fabric

She doesn't know when it got dark But the wind is battering Against the small bedroom window Knocking, knocking, retreating

His side of the bed Has a deeper mattress imprint She feels she could fall into it And be a part of him again

She hears the front door open It's not his footsteps Her daughters climb in beside her And no one speaks or sleeps

Make me a home inside you Build me a room With a lock and a key That you keep on a chain Around your neck

I have been a wandering soul But cage me and keep me With fire and fervor I am yours, I am yours In this room you are mine

Make me a home inside you Build me a room Of blackest obsidian For I am molten I could so easily melt you

He is a kitten Licking my wounds His scratchy Little tongue Warm and wet Against my skin

Maybe for some It is too difficult Too strenuous To even think of Life filled with Softness or beauty

When forests Are always burning And the plague Is ramping up And societies are Divided and violent

Maybe some Will wonder how Anyone can find Hope these days When our earth Is crumbling down

But he rubs his Face against mine Licks my hair And I will not let Any cruelty Touch his world

I've missed you Did you know? I am shy to say so Exposed, unguarded I confess I've been longing

I was a lake And you were drought Or the absence Of you was the dry Cracking of soil When I needed water

So you are my rain My dear, my love Caution swept away Kissing in the Flooding streets, I couldn't care

But to tell you so, I've been afraid Foolhardy, but hear Me tell you again I've missed you So you know

I would tilt the earth For snow drops and witch hazel For rare hints of color Bright against a white landscape

I would give up leaves For bare frosted branches I would banish the sun To see night in the afternoon

I would never swim again To skate across a frozen pond I would tear out July and August To have a calendar of Decembers

Give me a window that speaks That howls the names of blizzards I would tilt the earth To see cardinals shine in snow

Why does our perception Of gender Change the tone In which we read someone's work?

My woman is stoic My man is soft spoken Anywhere I fall on the spectrum is loud Or terribly quiet

Pull me along On those strings you Claim belong to a Heart Carelessly you Dragged me down You tore my Spirit apart

If I were as cruel As you make me feel I would help you Break Sticks and stones Crushing your bones You made a Grave mistake

They crystallize in untroubled silence In this early pause, it's a quiet science When you look up Standing so perfectly still No movement but your Breath billowing up towards the sky One catches your eye Before weaving slowly to the ground Before joining the others in the frost You don't make a sound As its perfect, individual shape is lost

My Instagram account only exists Because I don't think you have my phone number Or if you did, you wouldn't use it Because that would mean you would reach out Which would mean you think of me Which I know you do, here and there Not enough to do more than like post I only share for you If I delete my Instagram account I would essentially delete you That is the problem with social media It paints a picture of you as my friend, which you aren't But I say happy birthday to you (I think you have forgotten mine) You say Merry Christmas to me once in a blue moon So my account stays up, I check it That way we don't become strangers completely