in your heart, on your mind
dreamers are the saviours of the world. through all of our euphoric visions humanity shall one day see & know that the world could be beautiful. despite the desire to nurture our own, we muses are wild, wretched things. you send your praises for the inspiration i bestow you & then are paralyzed by despair upon the realization that you could never own me & demand of me to be yours alone. reality garners emotion & those infectious things were drained from me whilst laying sun-drenched parallel to the sea. it was on those shores that my heart began a new rhythm, like wings attempting to fulfill your sole wish to fly. sinking into warm sand i lean forward, just gazing. you whispered to my neck that my face is like a dream. well keep dreaming, love. i won’t pinch you. perched on the pedestal, the farthest we can go is the heavens. i push faith into your chest to step off the ladder & fall into the clouds that we’ve traced with silver linings. you often lay pure white lies inside my ear leaving a trail of satin kisses along my cheeks until you breathe hot moans into my mouth. spontaneous instants float in the universe that i ignore as you do the same realizing that there are no exits amongst circles. & it all makes sense. i once had ambitions to nurture these hoops but then the orchid petals kissed my collar bone & the wind wrapped itself around my wrist, pleading come & play. the breeze is black, the moon is full & i follow them both as they dance across my body, caressing my figure. simultaneously enjoying the sweet truths that fly around my light eyes while dark lashes interrupt the kiss between my lids & i know that i can only promise to visit your mind from time to time with the liberating understanding that i could never stay in your thoughts for too long because i cannot stray from my place, my home… the bottom of your heart.