shadow and light

a sunny, empty house
and a heart beating hard enough
to want to burst out of my chest

I am on the inside of
a cube of ice
time seems frozen
and I watch life go by

picking flowers from your lips
I adorn myself
borrowing the bass of your laugh
to colour my skirt's hem
and just about enough
storminess that we share
to ensure that the words
are never said
that they remain caught
in your throat
on the tips of my fingers

and as I run
against the wind
my hair writes a story
in the wind
that wafts to find itself
in the warmth of soup
on the corner of a hill
late one evening

cravings get better of me
to be lost in the indigo of
the sea that are your arms
and overflow all at once

slight glances out of the
corner of your eyes
that walk over to me
drug me, wash over me
leaving me heady
invincible

oh love
let me find my way home
my way to you
pluck starlight out of the night sky
store it in mason jars
and light up this tent
made of our night sheets
make music of your breath
and life out of the entanglements
of my hair
our fingers
and souls