I've always loved with my toes,
my emotions so big they burst
through my heart and settle down
near the sand and secrets
buried with the sunflower seeds
in the spring
except sometimes
I love with that spot,
right between my shoulder blades
where the sun touches down
right before it ducks behind
the clouds made of
15 stanzas of words
that will never be spoken
sometimes when I love
it feels like a bird
landed in the center in my
body and flapped its wings
before flying directly into a lake made
of light and then breaking in half
people don't tend to like
when you love with your toes
because then it feels like
too much
some don't have the toe
capacity to hold the
384 tons of feeling
that is crushing my heart
at any given moment
I am sorry for those people,
because loving with your
toes lifts you right off the ground
and throws you over every cliff you find
and sometimes it hurts
but it is also the closest I can
ever get to flying
and I don't regret a single
breath I have ever took
so long as my heart is
exploding
and nobody really knows me
because I don't really know me
and people are made out of clay
and happy is only a jump away
from sad
and I am only a jump away from
nothing at all
but sometimes
I dance in the rain
while second guessing every step
and thats okay
because people are broken glass
glued back together with bits of
bronze and silver
and I am not afraid
of the cracks in my eyes
because they make me
human
my emotions so big they burst
through my heart and settle down
near the sand and secrets
buried with the sunflower seeds
in the spring
except sometimes
I love with that spot,
right between my shoulder blades
where the sun touches down
right before it ducks behind
the clouds made of
15 stanzas of words
that will never be spoken
sometimes when I love
it feels like a bird
landed in the center in my
body and flapped its wings
before flying directly into a lake made
of light and then breaking in half
people don't tend to like
when you love with your toes
because then it feels like
too much
some don't have the toe
capacity to hold the
384 tons of feeling
that is crushing my heart
at any given moment
I am sorry for those people,
because loving with your
toes lifts you right off the ground
and throws you over every cliff you find
and sometimes it hurts
but it is also the closest I can
ever get to flying
and I don't regret a single
breath I have ever took
so long as my heart is
exploding
and nobody really knows me
because I don't really know me
and people are made out of clay
and happy is only a jump away
from sad
and I am only a jump away from
nothing at all
but sometimes
I dance in the rain
while second guessing every step
and thats okay
because people are broken glass
glued back together with bits of
bronze and silver
and I am not afraid
of the cracks in my eyes
because they make me
human
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