between the s p a c e s
of broken bone
hiding in the marrow
dripping oil sweet essence
from a fragmented opening
you are there
squeezed between h o l l o w s
of thatched trees
with budding flowers crushed
beneath heavy feet
you lie in a meadow
asleep
and it is between these o p e n i n g s
that you rest
buried like sap
you echo in me
shattered in my stomach
knotted in my throat
the boy I love
you are in-between s h a d o w s
cast in the dark
and you lie there
in me
eternally w h o l e
forever b u r i e d
in the underside of my
lavender, veiny eyelids
a beautiful boy
with sleep to mask
our heart-
b r e a k
YOU ARE READING
STARLESS EYES
Poetryto the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain
