#opal heart

Spectacular 14K Gold Pearl Diamond Opal Bracelet Bangle

There's nothing universal about love, And by that I don't mean The universe isn't filled with it

I mean you can't love a flower and a tiger in the same way, can you?

I love an angel the way I love loud music, speeding down a highway, the way you feel when the sun slides through the world in the morning, ruffled hair and tired eyes pillows and  blankets piled up on the floor I love the freedom you feel when you jump on the bed

I love the snowflake Like the piercing grip of winter, So soft the snow falls like I've fed my soul into the frosted ground and Its broken me up, shattered into a million Sparkling stars you breathe life onto the window pane and it dissipates like you never existed and The ache is unbelievable

I love a fire Warm and bright You laugh so hard your whole body hurts and for once you're not crying from the pain but from the joy of something  that made you feel alive again

I love the forest Soft steps footbreadths in cinnamon spice, Hold that warmth to my chest, coffee cup, old scarf, Like stepping on eggshell in the dusk hush, now, the feral creatures are watching us, and they see every bone crumble while the forest slips away I'm screaming

I love the glow of the street lamps, As their light  guides me home, to somewhere I've never been but I feel like I belong here Where I can stretch myself out as far as I can go and I know However hard the dark reaches into it, the lamplight will always catch me again and again, the shadows cross over there, But I'm safe, and soon I'll come home

we drink burnt out cola off your car dashboard

and you point out places in the sky where the stars should be

"that will be us one day", you promise, as I settle my head against your shoulder

while you settle your teeth round my heart

you say our footsteps will dig out the world, like a dried up crater on the surface of the greyed-out moon.

you start the engine again, thrumming like a swarm of something beneath my skin

I believe in angels Or maybe in people like you; Those with opal hearts and soft bodies The wings that wrap up our bones Stopping the bullets from raining right into our chest

They are the broken, the breathless Sing, screaming down the highway In hollowed lungs and halo voices "this is me, and this is how I took flight"