my sun doesn’t shine and my moon doesn’t rise without you.

No twinkling lights splatter across the inky abyss, no meteors soar or stars shoot.

Your love makes me certain that there are bits of heaven tucked away in this hellscape.

It gives me hope and makes me sing louder, dance harder.

We melt together when we hold each other; the flesh surrounding us is warm and soft and tender, but it keeps us farther apart than we care to be.

Luckily our souls know no such bounds & our energies collide.

And I am safe.

I am full.

I am seen & elevated & made more by and for your love.


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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a bad driver with a record to prove it, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, the result of my mother losing her virginity, easily excitable, a lover of music, a pretty shit liar, late to any event no matter what, myself without apology.

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