It’s excruciating
the way you love me.
Soul crushing
down to the bare boned,
ripped open raw part
never been to this place
where walking into the light
is too beautiful to turn back
and I die a little inside your eyes
inhale the feelings
until I am born again
Tangled up in your heartstrings
like freedom has wings
and my heart is gods throat
asking the sky for more rain
and there you are
drenching me with dreams
I never learned how to dream,
filling me with everything
I ever asked for
and everything I didn’t know
I needed.
The sky falls
my chest is hollowed out
the butterflies think they’re the thunder
my eyes sparkle brighter than lightning
my mouth still questions
what the hell is happening
and my voice only knows your name
Your hands
My hands
The puzzle
These pieces
The electricity
The magic
The perfect fit we never knew existed
The Writers
The friends
The line
The crossing
The love
You
Me
Us
The fate
The clock
Ends
Beginnings
Excruciating turns beautiful
Wanting becomes needing
Two friends
that became everything
The story we are still writing.
To be continued forever
like skin on skin
blooming into hearts
and growing
a love that was always meant to be;
starting now
at the beginning of us.
-Stephanie Bennett-Henry ©️2018
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Beautiful!
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When love becomes a poem that tears apart your soul and puts it back together in a new way.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Stephanie Bennett-Henry sings a poem of new, transforming love.
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Reblogged this on The Lithium Chronicles and commented:
Oh Stephanie!
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Wonderful. Just wonderful. 💛😉
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