love.
imperfection is beauty;
madness is genius;
and its better to be absolutely ridiculous;
than absolutely boring.
I was wrapped within your leaves,
Upon the eve of morning autumn.
My knees screamed deep forever
When I tripped upon your ivy kiss.Swallow your rested heart.
I remember every single word
You scratched into this skin.Perhaps one day I shall catch you –
A sea sunken lullaby in these palms.
I will stitch you through my split lips,
To fill these blistering, leaking holes.Sew up the windows.
And for the love of life,
Don’t you ever dare say
Goodbye.






