Stand tall like a tree
Limbs wrap around like branches
Black bark and red leaves
Sanguine familiarity
Lines and curves and edges
Splinters in my fingertips
But I keep climbing
I want to see all of you
I want to see what you see
Getting into trouble, knowingly
For the dimples in your cheeks
For all of the possibilities
These strong roots hold you down
This tender bark shelters bees
If you want to taste the honey
You have to take the sting
i miss you so loudly. the whispers of morning and your delicate hands, wisps of hair sweeping against my face as i dig myself deeper into you. i will not go softly. i tell it to anyone who listens ho
he says that he's afraid to commit so he breaks my heart just a little bit the funny thing is i've come to expect it his subconscious routine which perfectly fit i sat clean and pretty for six hours s
i've exaggerated you in my head i saw love where it wasn't yet you broke my heart gently in your bed and cradled me, soft against your chest in the morning, you fed and kissed me and when i turned aro