"To Feel As Though"
When he touches me,
I feel as though
I could fall to the
Earth's center and
Emerge unscathed.
When he holds me,
I feel as though
Nothing can touch me,
Nothing can hurt.
And, always,
He makes me feel
Like I am more than me.
I know.
He is just a boy.
I am too naïve,
Too foolish and reckless
To feel as though
He could paint me
Among the stars,
Or spread galaxies
Across my eyes;
To feel as though
He is everything
To me;
To feel as though
I could die tomorrow,
Happy, because his
Lips have touched mine;
To feel as though
He is me, and I am him.
Is his touch nothing but
A fleeting warmth
In this bitter darkness?
Or is his touch truly
An imprint upon my skin
That will stay,
Until death do we part?
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Meraki
Poesiameraki [may-rah-kee] (noun): when something is done with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work. No matter what I write, a part of me ends up among the words. A collection of poems.
