050910: Secrets Made In Caves

I lay your head upon my chest

and here shoots lightning

Lightning I tell you!

Glass split in my veins engraving,

"I love you."

I slipped on the most evident sound

of summer sighs under pounding rain

and fingers curling over skin

and here I tweeze from my sputtering heart: Tines.

This one made of crystal

This one made of glass

and my favorite

oh- my favorite

made from ghosts of nicotine

and whispering,

"Don't worry,"

with the surest of eyes

"you could be like her."

And every time I hold you

press you to my place

you could break

with just your hand

I am pounding out diamonds

from the cave in my chest

whispering,

"Forever."