you don't know how hearts burn

for love that cannot live yet never dies.

morning theft

True Self is what brought you here, to me.
A place where we can accept this love.
Friendship battered down by useless history,
Unexamined failure.
What am I still to you?
Some thief who stole from you?
Or some fool drama queen whose chances were few?
 Love brings us to who we need,
A place where we can save
A heart that beats as both siphon and reservoir.
You're a woman, I'm a calf.
You're a window, I'm a knife.
We come together making chance into starlight.
Meet me tomorrow night, or any day you want.
I have no right to wonder just how, or when.
You know the meaning fits. There's no relief in this.
I miss my beautiful friend.
I have to send it away to bring her back again.