you are the most
constant thought
in my mind
it feels like
the very element
of you
has found
all the cracks
in my bones
caressing
all the secrets
they keep hidden
deep within
it feels like
your whispers
rush through my skin
and into my veins
strumming
all the delicate
textures of my soul
the shadows rest
in the colors
of the walls
hidden in secrets
that keep me bound
I listen as silence
fills my lungs
waiting for time
to softly whisper
and fill my flesh
with memories
her eyes struggle
to open
as the sun
peeks though
the broken window
memories haunt her
to her core
but the scars
she still wears
behind glass doors
this little girl
still trapped between
these paper walls
where her secrets
still live
I want to
run my fingers
over every scar
you have
and listen
as you tell me
where each one
came from
what if
I went away
into the stars
and so far away
into the universe
would you try
to find me
or let me
drift away
with the sand
beneath her feet
she can feel
the ardent edges
of the world
at her fingertips
this vast space
fills her acrid bones
grasping
at her flesh
her silent whispers
lay easy
upon the earth
as her soul
fades
from the darkness
of the night
if only
every scar
was visible
to see
maybe
just maybe
you would
understand me
The Creative Chic 