for my love.
intermixed between the voices
i hear you
whispering alongside my body
your sweat by exhalation
covers me in a mist like love
my body aches to move
and go
but you ask
for me to stay
you write letters
obvious
and precise on my skin
and you read my words unspoken
through rhythm
and just knowing
and speak them aloud to me.
as these days move onward
and i fall apart then back together
spilling about myself and all over you
i don't have to describe my messiness
to you
but i do
and you take it in
and take me in
and you do what you don't know how
and what you do know how
to me
and for me
and with me
and you watch me struggle
and sway in this seemingly biggest fight of my life to date
and you stand in grace
and reflect back to me
what i am not
and what i want to be.
then you spit fire for a bit
and let me revive you
this is our dance as of late
it is unpredictable
and senseless
though very necessary.
i am growing and it hurts
and you are witnessing
and it hurts
and we are somehow simultaneously
syncronized in our opposite-ness.
a love recognized and breathing softly.
through saltiness
and blurriness...
