.
your skeleton releases cosmic light
pouring Siberian milk into my soul
you grow thicker within my abdomen
you
begin
to overflow within me
you become one with my blood
and there is;
blood everywhere.
I am a hurricane and you are
the ocean; you help me grow
and I love you.
I find in you the most simplest wonders
and the rarest complexities
The heart in your eyes sings it’s songs to me
and I know no one will hold me with
your strength.
when you lay next to me
books flutter like butterflies above us
you are my personal poetry collection.
you never allow famine to crease
this literary heart.
Only at certain times when I hate
language for not giving me the tools
to craft your humanity.
-Rune
