But I’m already two states away, lying with a boy
I let drink rain from the pulse at my throat.
No оne leaves me, I’m the оne that chooses.
Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest оn fire.
I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell. I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
There is more here,
in this оne
hug,
and I know
you know
it
even if
you will not
acknowledge it.
I
will never hold
anyone else
the same way
again.
When you are in love, you love every part of the body; when you are not in love there is always a part of the body you want to push away. When you are in love, after the desire is satisfied, you still love the body of the beloved. When you are not in love you want to push it away.
I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.
When you look at her,
if you do not feel
blessed to have her.
She is not yours to keep.
She is another man’s blessing.
Who said that love was fire?
I know that love is ash.
It is the thing which remains
When the fire is spent.
The holy essence of experience.
I want you flat оn your back. Helpless, tender, open with оnly me to help. And then I want you strong again. You’re not going to die. You might wish you’re going to die, but you’re not going to. You need to settle down a little.
I am оnly responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. оnly a fool would give out such a vital organ.
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