You know, I am watching the sun rising.
The grey of my windowpanes turn murky
before being engulfed in the sort of
flames that nature seems to enjoy, you
are flames in the morning sky and
you are murmurs at night.
You are every ocean that separates
and every raindrop when it’s stormy,
you are every fragment of the glass
tether to which I cling and every
word that I write on pale arms. Hot
tea and cold coffee and snowflakes
and hairbands on wrists, you are
everything I like because you forget
that I love everything, do not forget
this, that when the stars are the only
things we can share, that they are me.
You can be hurricanes and sea breezes
but I’ll light the nights when you
can’t sleep, the moon in the sky,
I might disappear sometimes but know
that I am all too caught in your
gravity, I’ll never be gone for long.
You know, the sun has risen now, and
I watched it all night because I can’t
sleep without you.