i fall beneath your feet
twisting on words we said
in darkened moments
with throwing knives at doors
we used to twirl through
and it was your hair
against my neck
as we laid in each others grasp
i feel you in night
breaking but bending
in broken might
i might’ve never said i loved you
but i did without words
with touch
with your eyes in mine
a clairvoyant doesn’t speak
but we speak to them
in darkened eves
in flowers
in essence
in trends with winds
from birds to spiders
i crawled your spine
you gave me life
and in your marrow
i found not even the slightest fright
i never had time for you