Endless

you walk in the hollow places of me
where no light has touched
and you plant your voice
in the soil of my ribs
everything I write
carries the shape of you
your breath stitched between the lines
your pulse bleeding
into the spaces I can’t fill
you are the ache
before the words come
the sweetness after they fall
you are the reason the ink trembles
at the edge of the page
without you
I am only silence
a mouth full of unsaid things
but with you
I am endless
and I would write you
a thousand lifetimes more
just to keep feeling you
bloom beneath my skin

20 thoughts on “Endless

  1. Am I right to be feeling an extremely deep form of love flowing through here? Like… I can just feel your passion aching, echoing, and flowing through all of this. From start to finish, you’ve created another beautiful masterpiece again! You’re one of the most beautiful humans on this earth bestie! I’m convinced! ❤️😍💞😁😊

    • Haha yes, I got the idea from a friend of mine, Noah! He says he always writes about his muse and can forever write about her. I felt that deeply and so this was born. You’re so sweet to say that. Takes one to know one though right? That love tho!

      • Shout-out to Noah then! That’s amazing! And that’s what you said indeed! That’s what you’ve been trying to tell me! But for real, that love all up in them words tho! 😂

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