About you.

Of all the times i took a bite

Down in swallow..it just felt right

And in all my black and white

photos, it felt a choke so tight

To breath all my pieces out so bright

Every phase feels like a different summit and a different hight

Marvelous sight seeing and an euphoric deep light

I love you newly in each phase like a brand new paper.. clearly plain and white

Make me feel safe

I speak to my core

When did you grow a non threatened throat?? I ask

I hear the words you push together

Ain’t those words your heart my friend

I squeeze my ears down your insides

I hear so many noises but it’s far more quitter than before

All those demons they keep throwing my heart to bounce

I can only melt them away in the presence of those eyes

I can forget the feeling of their claws down my skin

Only when I see your two front teeth alive

“I was born a spiritual mess”

Inspiring to many, soap slipping to some

And pure more to few..

I cannot function when you say you see the real me because nobody ever did

I speak to core, why are you growing teeth for those eyes?

So delegate, warm and tender

I scream “open your eyes wider”

Ain’t my core a piece of heaven?

You say you even see more than I want you to see

And I hear the words you push together

Daffodils, sugar and honey muffins

They taste..

I hear the words I push together

Red swords, blood and screams

Screams.. “make me feel safe”

Squeeze my core between your palms

Where warmth and protections might find me

And may all those demons finally bounce me no more

And all these wounds plant shimmering leaves

And I rest my core on you

And I hide it

“Make me feel safe”