My Life was on fire already when I lay down in it. Burning everything I touched ashes to dust opening my bones to feel your roaring warmth growing ever wild inside my own chest.
I made my wish I lay in my bed in my dancing shoes I click my heels and dream there's no place like home like the earth under my moving feet, and nowhere to be but here.
I'm all done with poetry. This is the space in between thoughts. Don't look into my eyes, feel me with your soul. The best things are never said with words