day 38

Be my stepping stone

We turn snowed in welcome mats into loving beds

Tell me

I could lay like this for ages

Cradle elbows with tissue paper hands

Be gentle

Kiss wrinkles onto foreheads

We will give home a new meaning

Skip pebbles across melting volcanic glacial waters

Freezing time to keep the warmth in

Your chapped fingertips are all mine to hold

Repair broken skin with stinging heartbeats

This

is where our eyelashes

dance with each and every blink

to the melody of the crashing waves beside us

on a quiet Summer's day.

Admire with ocean deep eyes

No one knows how to swim anymore

but we can pretend

Tell me you hate me

and I know you won't mean it

Don't throw me into the shallow side

My tissue paper lungs will crumble

Love me like pretty bow tied birthday boxes

With you,

my seventeenth birthday is born

time and time again

Be my stepping stone

We turn boulder hard pillow cases into feather light passion

Tell you

I am light,

my bones are brittle,

but I love you close with tissue paper might.

Be gentle with my soul

And in return

I will give home a new meaning

Effortless pretty bow tied birthday boxes

for every day of the week

You make me feel alive

like drowning in volcano glacial waters

pretending to swim to the surface

for another breath.

That breath is the stepping stone to a new lover's heartbeat

Strum me gently with stinging words

Pretend you're falling in love

Keep arms sprawled out

Crawl into open minds

Gift wrap expectations sweetly
I won't be seventeen a year from now,
but sway in the depths of my youth.
Don't forget that I am letting you love me,
so remember:

If I am able to breathe around you,

everything will stay warm.