be my bones

It is possible to melt like candle wax
hot and liquid
slipping down the incline
of blue fire

River reminds me that stars have already been ablaze
and have died
And here we are, necks aching
in awe of their beautiful, brilliant, guiding light

The silver forked sky

What if this storm ends
and leaves us nothing

I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils

and drips like
colorful

melted
heat

~ jrb

Lightning Strike
by Snow Patrol

What if this storm ends?
And I don’t see you
As you are now
Ever again

The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet’s last dance

Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow

Now it’s found us
Like I have found you
I don’t want to run
Just overwhelm me

What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo

I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils

I want to see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living

Painted in flames
All peeling thunder
Be the lightning in me
That strikes relentless

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