Silent nights lay rest to broken hearts
The hands of the strong hold the feathers of damaged birds
Your warm smile puts back together the shattered pieces of me
I hope you're holding me to feel my heart and keep me warm
Not so you can keep my wings from growing bigger than yours
Still we the let the tears fall into empty beds
And watch as our sadness creates a river
As the salt creates a sea and our laughs create the sun
My heart beats things into existence just to feel your smile
My eyes glaze over you the way a violent wave glides over the sand on the ocean floor
If restless movements wrapped you in would you try and settle it,
Or would you learn to live with the kicking?
Do the painful strokes make you feel a connection?
Every time her skin connects with yours do you feel like she's leaving a piece of her with you
Is that why you sustained to the pain?
Do her deep brown eyes make you feel like you're sinking?
I see you trying to catch a ride on her train of thought
but you haven't been able to handle the way it curves
Your fleeing from wide ranges of light to feel free
She cut off her hair to keep you warm but
you threw it in the ashes to keep a dead fire burning
So tell me;
How many broken hearts before your ground is bloody enough?
How many tears before your river is big enough?
How many kicks before this connection means enough?
How many more poems do I have to write before I'm enough?