welcome to my world

i trace hearts on your bare back, connect the dots that scar you, begging the sky to blind me to the resolution i see in your eyes –

i’d like to think of you as a streak of sunlight battling its way through of dark, angry clouds;

where will you be?

it feels as though nothing else exists up above these clouds; where the sun dances with the moon, kisses her craters one by one— leaves...

i wrote myself a letter, not too long ago.

how far down can i dive under the treacherous cotton waves that my bedspread has become?

once again it’s time to start a new calendar; feel that initial joy and motivation as we cross out the final 31st of the year...