poems for you. always for you. ✓

y o u

books

are polished structures

that can be broken down

into parts, paragraphs, phrase

at first you were a book

with structure and story,

with perfected lines

 edited to fit on

crisp pages of white

except you carried a melody

that sings without sound,

you had ink

that makes the pages tremble

with your thoughts,

you had melancholy and rhyme

that cries against my insides

and I wanted those moonlit words

engraved into my palm

so that when we held hands

we'd feel your words between us

as I whispered my own

and then you were a poem

I couldn't write,

breathing prose and peonies

into my ear