~*~

Whispers in the corners
Of my inexhaustible heart
Spoke words
Much like poets do:
Elegiac;
The walls of my eyes
Began to deteriorate onto
The promising earth I was
Emerging from:
Acidic fiction burning
My shaken toes,
& uprooting the origins:
From my native soil,
So the feathery liberation
Of an ostentatious
Star could kiss my
Bleeding insight:
~*~
Sacrificing all history,
Worth,
The miracle of seeing you.