Suffocation

I have no room in here

Here which is the place we call being together

My feelings are allowed no space

my needs allowed no grace

My opinions no platform to breathe

The ceiling and walls that surround us

are closing in

I'm done with this

I'm through feeling like I'm crowding you

I deserve more than this

More than you

Someone who is capable of loving me

Without all the drama of his self-preserve

So here is your night to be alone

And when you awake

You will have many many more

Perfect

I know what perfection is

I've seen its face

I know its touch

I know what it tastes like

and how it smells

I could drink perfection

until the morning comes

It is just out of my reach

But not out of my fingers

I cannot hold it

and keep it close

but I can knead my knuckles

into the muscles

that hold it up, though

It's just that perfection doesn't seem to know

Just how perfect I am for him

just how lovely this thing could be

Overture

How quickly we fall

slipping from

perfection

The cracks widen

and the once smooth

surface of this love

becomes rough and dangerous

I can no longer touch

without fear of

wounding my own skin

piercing

piercing

piercing

Hit once

wings open and mouths protrude

Air between fingers

I feel support within

flying by my own movement

suddenly love finds its way home again