Let me tell you about...

Let me tell you about
being Loved

about
how you get stronger
how you rise up
how you can do more

about
roses because you deserve them
notes because she knows you need them
kisses because he knows otherwise you will wake up worried that he's not there

about
feeling the chasm between you and adversity
feeding the dreams you never told anyone else
flying, untethered, to the heights that Icarus never dared...
         and coming home to nest safely where they never clip your wings.

about
silence and quickened heartbeats right before you ask for what you want, knowing that all you need to do is ask and be brave and let the words fall out of your mouth and your requests will be met joyfully.
laughter and smiles and the way you look at me when I glow
stories I tell about fruit tarts being my favorite and how they magically appear in the fridge.

about
feeling heard
feeling seen
feeling loved

about
the moment she pops in your mind and all you can do is smile
the sound your phone makes when he sends you a message
the support so thick that it blocks out hardship

about
how you grow
how you stretch
how you can do anything

Let me tell you about the real deal love.

Suffering

I would rather
hurt
than live without
understanding

Part of me wanted
-curious-
to know...
So I never
asked
for an end,
just wisdom

Even if it needed
payment in blood.

Guilt

Lingering tendrils of "should"
Squeeze and release
Constrictor
But no life of its own
Feeds on inorganic matter
Unrequited apologies
Loss
Less choices...leftover choice
Powerless
Painted as something
Monstrous
Internalized judgement

You don't define me
My choices do
My words do
My actions

I'm here to take back
no

Here to re-create
no

Here to forge anew

My purpose
              identity
                      self

Ready. Set. Forgive.

10th

Never in a month of Sundays
Did I expect this
Wind
Shredding skin with tiny dirt bits
It pulls at my clothing,
Threatening to lift me or rend
Threads, leaving me exposed.

I
Feel
Naked. Vulnerable. Utterly at the mercy
Of sheer force.
Floored.
At one with all the
insignificant crawlers of the surface
Unity in anonymity
Unseen

Pure power. my laugh echoes
fundamental falsehood of safety
humanity clings to their sticks and stones
I fling open my arms to embrace the
Wildness
Ferocity
Unbridled passion

...and just me
Depending on the moving air
Breath of Life

Breath

Stress-ball to the left of me
Coke-head to the right
Her I am, stuck in the middle with you

Fog surrounds each smoker, wafting
Gently away
Hold
Lungs burn either way- ashes
Are lack of oxygen
Holding my breath
The same
But ashes rip-burn pockets of dystrophy in my lungs
Much more death-y than going without
life-atoms
completely

Oh the irony

Poem for the 5th

Four older siblings
One of the basic musical structures
A major key, usually paired with a minor fall
Beethoven had one

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Yeah, this should probably be a riddle for Smaug or something like that. Remind me to be a better writer next time. *smirks*

April 4 (unfinished, because)

I wake up
One arm is freezing to touch
Goosebumps and approaching numb

The rest of my body
Radiates
I reach out to love you

Cold sheets.

Abscence
Heart drop
I have to move
To find you
And the covers & I...
were just getting close.

I move and the sheet slides
Yeeugggggh
Texture change
Smooth sheets to rough yarn
I pull my attention to my shoulders
where the fluffuzz caresses my body