look at you
in the first light of the morning
for as long as I can."
Trust issues stop when you allow yourself to open up and be devoured whole, to understand and accept that you will be exhausted, torn at your seams, tugged by strings you hadn’t known existed, and maybe even left. It is all a part of it, so do not tell me you are in love if you have not let yourself become consumed entirely by that fear, and become so comfortable that you let it sleep beside you, in the form of their hand on your thigh.
So many people try to tell you that letting yourself go is not the healthy way to love. I say it matters more what is the hungriest way to love."
Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
A child draws the outline of a body.
She draws what she can, but it is white all through,
she cannot fill in what she knows is there.
Within the unsupported line, she knows
that life is missing; she has cut
one background from another. Like a child,
she turns to her mother.
And you draw the heart
against the emptiness she has created.