Lover

She is the most beautiful, surprising blessing I’ve ever encountered in my life. Hearing her laugh, talking about nothing and everything with her, sharing such a deep and endless fount of love between us…it’s all more than I could have ever hoped for.

I don’t know that I deserve someone so perfect in every single way. But I do know that I’ll be the best and brightest version of myself until the day I die–because with her at my side, there isn’t any other way to live.

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Lazuli

Okay I have 6 minutes to write a poem

I’ve been drinking

and truth be told I’m not entirely done.

Unfortunately, 

your distance makes me feel warmer 

as if the way you reciprocate

every other moon

brings more brightness

to the skies claimed 

under your name.

The way you bury yourself

rather than leave me to appreciate

the nuance of air

renders all wandersome thoughts

shovels, built into my wrists

the pulse of me

calling to your subsurface 

frequency.

Erupt

that I might again

say, “hello,

how is your morning 

and, beyond carving

lapis out of clouds,

how might I better

the stride of your soaring?”