All the words are yours, my love,
they will cut their way out of me
igniting themselves on paper, searing through canvas
splintering their voices through anthem.
was born long ago, and I, I am a vessel to give vigor,
to breathe essence.
Forever, is not nearly enough with you.
Anchor me, gather me, unravel me at my seams;
split me open and behold
your name poured out, cast upon every cell.
I break in ardor and wreck in honesty,
you my love are truth in my veins.
Days flooded between the boundary of fabric
pages, enumerated in a sonnet, and I witnessed
how fleeting the time truly was;
hold me tenderly in your arms
and I promise our love will endure.
Heart ablaze in the palm of my hand
I relinquish it to you
and the seas churn.
By Riah Raine
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