brushstroke, lovestuck
write an endless love story for you
i could write straight through the night and never be satisfied
page after page, a hundred thousand volumes about your smile alone
still it wouldn’t be enough
and i could be sad about how my father sees this as perverse
or my mother buries it under the rug, as far down as it will go
but that’s not why i’m here tonight.
i’m spilling ink for the way you turn my heartbeat to champagne
lovestruck nerves, bubbles humming through my body day and night
i want to see your halo up close.
want to touch you, use my fingertips to tell you how much another person can be loved.
the world is so vast
the sky, endless
and i want to love you in every single part of it.