picked apart 

by the silence—

Let me tell you:

you are unrehearsed laughter 
between the murmur of my lips,

an unconscious love,

a man dipped
in midnight lightening.

I will fix my body for you
and fold in the bend 
of your arms,

a tortured jewel.

You are a freedom song

humming in the shadow of my soul

a healing heartache that kisses wounds
and sets free tornados
on my spine

such a crippling tongue.

My spirit is dancing 
in the gospel of your chest 

and I have found music

glowing in the whirlwind 

of your eyes,

may we create new skies
to fall apart under,

together.

The sun bent it’s head
on my skin
this morning
and I could hear 
the bones of butterflies 
creaking in the breeze 

the breath of birds 
heaving into the heart

of my ears. 

My eyes whistled open

the air still smelling 

of lavender smoke and wet leaves

i turn to you 
staring the lids of your jarred pupils

your face

your face is a naked desert at dawn

an ancient heaven at horizon

your mouth slightly caved open

like an owling cow

I smile, blooming

because somewhere before

i remember this 

this silence

you sound of a starving angel when you sleep

you snore like a wailing forest, my love.

I think of you 
like a waking dream,

of your spines grip

melted into the sand 
dunes of my palms.

Last night,

last night your hands sprinkled 
across my flesh

like rainstorms.

I can feel the sun this morning,

he is strong and gleaming.

Your eyelashes splinter 
from the blow of my lips—

rise 
and 
shine.