Things feel different this way
squeeze me dry all the life drains out
in laughter and sighs
watch building walls b r e a t h e
stars spill into glasses
drink them all until you are greeted
with void
something pulls us apart, spaces filled with
strings split me into all the happy little things.
i hope this is what you feel-
feel drawn to something ordinary and
want to watch it for hours
Spread your fingers against it
feel phantom tongues run against your skin
and feel safe in all the dark places spaces of your heart
YOU ARE READING
Transcendence
PoetryI never thought to know what Transcendent meant until I met you. And you, my love, are my favorite definition.
