Howling heart, where do we start? What even is this place with blue walls that go on to infinity? These clouds are the only means to obscure the moon that’s out to get me
Yep, I’m here again or maybe I never left. This carousel is a test. Hold back your judgments. Those are partially illusory. The only measures of worth are truth and faith
Hey there, bird, whatcha up to? Think you’d like to get to know me and bring me string so I can make a wreath and you can nest in it? I’d really like that. No! Don’t fly away. Bye
If you could hear the echo chamber of my heart right now, you’d know I’m breath to breath for you. I’d face the abyss like Odysseus for one more kiss
You’re in my circadian rhythm. I wish to wake you up with ever lovelier gestures. If I could sprout flowers from the vine of the divine for you I’d choose star jasmine
I want to lay you back, baby, with one leg in between yours, with your face framed by your flowing hair and my hand at your waist, pulling your hips into mine
You’re the sun and I’m Pluto, not the dwarf planet, I’m a puppy for your love. I know I’m yappy, but telling you you’re radiant makes me happy
If you were my wife, I’d bend light and sound to shape a place you’d want to be, and if there’s room I’d add a nursery, or maybe two or three
If I could separate the waters, sure as the breeze I’d build out the seas with a beach, and keep the clouds and the rain so we’d have a reason to retreat, make love and repeat
Take leave as much as you want when you date me, butterfly lover, uncaged paloma. My heart is a fountain that pours out for you. Abre el porton al jardin de nuestro amor
I could paint a scene with blue and green of you and me so we be could together now instead of waiting, but no matter the depiction, I’m a starving artist for your kisses
I could eat a pile of leaves, whatever they may be, like a mushroom absorbing decomposing foliage or a giraffe feeding in the canopy, if it inevitably led me to your trunk so I could hug you tightly
If love was a brick, I’d build a pyramid just for us and live until oblivion with you in our sarcophagus. I wouldn’t need these organs or a brain to know Anubis’s wishes. We’d bask like Osiris and Isis
You’re the lime to my avocado. I’m the pestle to your mortar. We go together like salt and pepper. If I was night, you’d be day, but we pair like guacamole at twilight
My oasis, I yearn for your pools and nectarous fruits. I can’t eat another cactus or walk aimlessly one more day. I want to stay here with you and never leave. You sustain me
Limelight hydrangea, you light up my life. Our time is a garden, a row of flowers that blossom, a love under the protection of Heaven, seasons with different gifts
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