Almost Full Moon

Night Crash on a Cancer and an Almost Full Moon on the precipice; a Jordan Almond Crescent away from perfectly round beam beholding all- you torture me.

I need you. I look like I'm running from something tonight, rather than just running. I want to keep going tonight and not stop, rolling, incessant tryst tangled in my veins, those hot things that pulsate with your tide shift.

I need you now. I feel myself on the edge of myself- a scant curve away from losing all control. You are one lunar parenthesis safe from my total sovereignty- white hot light swallows your darkness tonight.

You are almost powerless; surrendered- A Lion in a SeaStorm- what now of those fangs?

I need you now to run.

Diamond Heart

I have a diamond heart in my chest. On its best days, it radiates rainbow light; touches everyone within its limits; shines all over the world- especially your world.

On its worst days, its cold like a million icicles converging; hard and obstinate; and beats for no one- not even for you.

Having a diamond heart is difficult. It cannot break even when it wants to. It feels heavy in me and rattles against its cage- wanting to break free. But oh! what precious jewel; what pristine artistry; what a sparkling farce I suffer alone.

When you love me you feel my dazzling worth,

and when I love you I do it with a heart of stone.