wounds of you

How deep is your love

That glossy coat that lines everything I touch

The nullifier of my countless anxieties

That seem to stretch a thick, slushy trail 

How I feed upon your livelihood

The overwhelming realization that I can tell you anything

The beckoning pool that turns sorrows into necessary pieces of molecular composition

That reaches out and assuages my guilt, doubts and thoughts of betrayal

Tell me what you'd do for me. 

Never stop telling me you are mine. 

Remind me time and again that it's all real. 

For God strike me should you become habit

Break my bones and strip my flesh

Adorn me with scars of your love

Tear craters into my face, inject them with moonstone

So that I may know how deeply your essence clings to my marrow 

And if one day you choose to leave me

Just know you can't take it all with you

That despite destiny's call and fate's embrace

I'll hold onto these wounds of you long after your body fades

For I've already broken into the vault of you

And locked the door behind me. 

let me in

I saw the struggle
In the curve of your spine
When I opened that door
all my stress converged
for what you'd maybe done

But what I saw perhaps still worse
You're life flooded from your body
Pajamas for surrender, not comfort
You wouldn't show me your face

Quick, short, snappy remarks
How could one blunder
effect you so much
Yet here you are
ashamed and broken

Crouching down to take it all in
I ask to please let me help
The two words you muttered
stuck to me so
"no thanks"

With my charm wasted
and smile spent
I ask for your embrace
and you agree to it

Wrapping my arms
I bring your heart toward mine
but feel your lead body
grow more and more distant

You tell me to leave
And I of course do
Not man enough yet
To face you in your plight

I catch the first train
at the nearest station
and hang my head
weeping
weeping
for what you've become