You used to ask me why
.
in the darkest of your nights
when blackness swallowed you whole
in whispers, you screamed . so no one would know
( numb touch, fragile cells . be aware child, there is broken glass on the floor )
I would save you each time
never looking back
placed in this moment with you
by your side
waves and storms under mangled fibers
( it’s alright, they’re beautiful )
and if you ( listen ) don’t mind my shattered pieces
then darling, I will always take care of yours
always, even from afar
distance does not bind me . but brings me closer
outstretching my hand and feeling the threads
feeling you near
you used to ask me why...
and I hope now you see
feel
breathe
touch your heartbeats with care
I came because you needed me
( hear it )
and now I need you just the same
my lungs burn when in your presence
red hot coals lying on the surface of snow
open chest notions, remember?
I don’t feel the pain
just stars with sharp edges that mean me no harm
( my gaze follows you ) you walk on those shattered pieces
I inhale them
( don’t be scared, it’s a beautiful notion . just like you )
who knew broken pieces were meant to mend, not cause destruction on those who dared to come closer
I knocked on your door... slowly, splinters coloring my tones
you breathed in the silence, walls of concrete covered your bones
you should have not bothered . these battles are mine... why are you here, when no one asked you to stay?
( your voices moved without a sound )
but the words that came to me ( so loud ) were different
( I heard ) so tired... but maybe you could stay?
maybe I need this... fog fills my eyes
tenderness from within stroke me
under your layers, you feel like home
deeply rooted connections under crying skies
the havens open wider with a time that I can’t grasp
( breath it out, make it soft )
and I’m writing my letter to you
with a scribbled down soul . that feels more than she can name
ink on my hands , imprinted on my skin
( whisper it in yourself )
mgławica miliona gwiazd
I am the space dust that glides within your cells
gently strumming your core, sinking in your bones
hard matter, attentive energy
I’m here
still tasting your soul
( learning my home )
growing for you and me
slowly, without rush
with fireworks just on the edge of the spectrum
.