smother

I’m sorry if I smothered you…

my bones are hollow,

slim to the quick,

but my heart is full

and my eyes are bright

and your hands are mine to —

don’t hold it against me…

I may not be stable, but I’ll

love you like a hurricane

sudden, but imminent

constant

but unlike those gale force winds,

my love is here,

here to be

heard

felt

seen