human heart — that tender engine,

I am the pool of gold When sunset burns and dies,— You are my deepening skies, Give me your stars to hold.

(…) my bones knew something wonderful about the darkness —

You don’t have to carry on quietly, don’t have to believe there is something worth going back for.

Only the stars to teach us light. (…)

(…) lost night, star-covered, moonlight-spattered,

“I understand the cost of pulling free from what once loved you.”

I will love you louder than your demons.

What no one ever talks about is how dangerous hope can be. Call it forgiveness with teeth.

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Your hands unzip me one breath at a time; there is not room beneath my skin for all of you and I spill over the edges with a sigh.

And once you’ve taught him how to hold your throat in one hand and your heart in the other, you will have forgotten every other word, except his name.

So come here. Let me love those bruises out of you. We’ll love like children with a box of bandages- we won’t ask where it hurts. We’ll just kiss all of it.

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.