So caught up in thinking about that hurtful moment that you’ve forgotten to
fill your eyes.
What’s sparkling in the air next to you is what you
should be phased by.
I’m near ready to electrify the silence, to shatter into talk.
I want a big heart to wrap around me. A dream to be there with the music.
Do you?
No one told you, so you felt like these things crumbling was
the whole world crying. At least your special part of it.
But don’t. It’s not.
I’ll help you lean on a lover’s smile
again. To push through to the shine of being curled up together
among strands of sunlight.
You might dismiss the option standing
before you: the boy slinging hope strings around the bruises.
And that’s ok. I’ll forget this current burn someday.
