greatkingrat

Letters To Burn
2018-06-08 19:36:03 (UTC)

Number Forty

Shapes
My first mistake
Was getting lost in the shape
The shape your body makes
The shape your body makes


My biggest fear
You whispered the moon and stars in my ear
The moon and stars in my ear

I traced my finger along your trails
Falling over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you're mine

I was moving through the deepest part of you
The sky was dark no light shining through
Would we shatter if I moved?
If I moved

Your fingers digging in like claws
Like purity against resolve
A million ways to believe in God

And from that moment we were formed like clay
Out from the dust and put on display
And in that moment I will stay

My first mistake
Was getting lost in the shape
The shape your body makes