WolfxButterfly

Let me carry the weight of your heart upon my shoulders Gently rest between the crevices of my clavicles & I become Atlas  (your celestial       innkeeper) - I've asked history's greatest architects for a copy of your body's blueprints; I've snuck into art museums, chased after geographers &Venusian tailors; alas, the roadmap to your soul leads to the most  magnificent  chateaux to ever bless the heavens: a scene                                  unfit for my                                  mortal eyes - Gravity vanished at the touch of your skin (carefully stitched from the lushest clouds   the sky could offer, a majestic patchwork

if we go, i will blow the light out of your eyes. i will show you how pitch black perspires in us, outside of us and i will lose it if our hands touch again. no air, and my battery is at 13% these ideas of women keep calling me but I don't know anything like I know you right now. you said you did not know how to say "goodbye" in Spanish that you needed to study for your test tomorrow. I know you will stay because skin cells talk in a way that cannot be tested and not even Rosetta Stone can teach you body language like I can.

I want the crook of your shoulder to bury myself in, breathe deep until I feel anxiety uncoil inside of me, melt in the waters of love so deep fear couldn't step a foot inside without sighing sweetly for that smell on your skin, the one that does me in, damns me and saves me all in the same breath, I am blessed and never knew the name of God except the one I thank for crossing your path with mine, that divine movement evident only in the day I looked across the room, met your eyes and cried, I found you.