to love your whole shaking
and falling and soak your new
wings in my, forever, tears.
i willed your fresh eyes and
lose fingertips in every
lifetime.
i get to marvel at your unpunished
willingness to sing every note
of this galaxy;
where you and i
are floating above
the new moon's
full
black.
i am lost in your ethereal
chase of brush strokes
canvased
and washed;
painted and
published against
omniscient skins.
your
peace
is an exquisite velvet shawl
of security, divinity
around me.
you are who
i want to grow
into.
