Your skin has so many constellations you do not even know about,
But I've always known them like the back of my hand.
I always knew where to touch you
To warm you
To feel you
To warn you
To wear you.
You were always
My past
My present
My future.
Just to see you meant to be surprised
Just by the way you looked at me as you walked by
Even though you wanted me far, far gone
You, at the same time, kept me close
And I always knew
The way heart pounds
The way your mind speaks
The way your lungs breathe
The way you cannot live
Without me.
And here we are again
Like sinners
Gladiators
Fighters
That cannot live without one another
20.5.17
Tonight I wanted you to rain on my parade
at 1:16 AM