And so far, allowing
to take over me.
A gentle reminder to keep me breathing
some sort of honest energy.
A godess, a puzzle piece,
the tenderest of cherry cheeks
and I've never been sure of anything but
I'm sure you're what I need.
I forget whose air I'm breathing
it felt like falling.
It fed the fire in my lungs.
I hope that you can hear this -
my awkward, vulnerable truth.
I belong to what I am in love with
I belong to you.
On every day that I'm lucky enough,
there's a streak in each golden eye.
Take me over like a late tide,
all the heart of a pink sky.
Thanks for letting me feel alive.