i poured my heart out and it pulled me back in not to where i came from but so that i may begin i spilled my guts out and they filled my frame in not to what i’m made from but so that i may begin i screamed my lungs out and they breathed meContinueContinue reading “may begin”
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heart felt
i am asking my heart today to see somewhere in the middle of my body and my mind and to seek to be kind to find some common ground where i can be more safe and more sound where i can let my feelings bound as my thoughts unwound i am asking my heart todayContinueContinue reading “heart felt”
taken out
did the animals take you in the night not by the throat but by the hand into their world that never was man’s did they pierce your heart and penetrate the woods did they draw back the curtain on what we’ve misunderstood
full circle
i cleaned your blood off the glass of my shattered heart
marigold heart
may your heart blossom bright like a marigold overnight burst open in bronze delight brilliant and vibrant carrot orange to the sight piquant lemon ginger perking the nose nothing like a rose marmalade sticky sweet countless petals unfurling replete reaching for the sun and being it as one your marigold heart
honey heart
may your honey heart melt into a molten river and the hive turn from haven into heaven and run free may your honey heart spill out and be so sticky as to ooze with sweetness and reach the beneathness that once only knew sour and now can only grow flowers that will surely and purelyContinueContinue reading “honey heart”
heart safe
i will not lock my heart in a box as if it were a safe i will not issue keys and codes for you to enter my space i will not wall with brick and mortar to cover up my face i will wear my heart upon my skin as if it were my race
turned around
you looked back once, again, and lastly you shot me daggers not like blades but like flames that made my paper heart flutter not like butterflies but like ash incinerating my fragile flickering, tissued, love lantern had you turned around you would have seen the pile on the ground the grey the dust the fragmentsContinueContinue reading “turned around”