If she knew my pen moved the way her lips do, Like love keeping others. How my neck leans to the pulse.

This home made face busy smiling, four parts wanting. Never sit long enough

Secretly, Your angel knew you, You weren’t always happy here. Surviving, This act of living,

Only Infatuated with– Lightning if it strikes me Thunder if it deafens The moon if its dark Roses if you hold’em

make sure to protect your heart even though it might be breaking let your pen rest in thought that it might need mending stay in love

Don’t move, Breathe- forget what you read Dream, Sink further

My heart will go first Under my will A sharp burning Will replace love, Nothing new-

Tonight, I will read my eyes dry knowing that I can’t express all my feelings into one book about my climb or descend

I found my goddess called I was catching leaves falling by the way- I had a chance to warn you. Your head low,

Somewhere inside the out It seems nightly I’m back on both points I stand for hours for answers

And for you– An exclusive me. Where my distances have crumbled i… My indifference’s find– Heavyweights being called for one…

Was love lending my footprints a path walking in the