𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

opposite connections

i am filled with breathless songs

and aching tunes

rhyming words

about pretty hearts

and intertwined souls.

i know you envision

lily pads and water fairies

in white gowns

but i dream of sociopath witches

and cursed mirrors.

the darkness in my room

is ruined by the sliver of light

your fingers bring from the fluttering curtains.

is it not enough that i have opened

my eyes for you to see the color,

you must also pull the sword from the stone

and cut open my chest

to see my heart, too?

i love the color of fire in the rain

and the way lightning strikes the willow tree.

i shake the sadness from my limbs

when i remember you used to lay there

and show me the shapes of the sky.

they say opposites attract

and so have you and i

but my curiosity for the shadows

has lead me astray from the smile of

your happy endings.

i know you feel the coolness of the wet grass

on your ankles when you run to me

but i wonder if i

were to breath in the smell of

the melting winter and coming spring

if roots would take ahold of my skin

and keep me there

forever.

maybe then you could lay where i grew

and point out the curves of the clouds

to a different soul

you have captured.

they say opposites attract

and so was i to you

but i am filled with a strum so faint

only the pale of heart can hear

and you

are filled with drums so loud

that hearts are drawn to your

life.

we are two

floating souls and hearts

that collided in our search

for love

and i thank you for teaching me

about the rays of the sun

and am glad i could show you

the white beams of the moon.