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Splinters

We’re all textured
Like windswept wood.

Sharp and ancient
Dangerous and stable
Waiting to be shaped

Prepared to burn.

Afraid of facing the world
But I miss the sun.

Here
The space forgotten between
In and out.
I’ll make this home.

Quiet like
Sun and cold wind slipping
Through parchment thin curtains
With the breath of new morning.

We sleep on.

Autumn is
Your vicious misdirection.

A sea of orange and red
Vibrant and eternal-
Lost and at peace.

When your horizon is burdened
With cold steel clouds,
And winds hurling harsh water-

Remember the sun will still burn
Just behind the veil,
Long after your light fades.

I can still smell
Your soft Lilac smoke.

The sound of laughter from the bottom of you
Like peals of sunrise
And the smile you left me
When you stopped being here.

When you look up over your book
And your eyes flash
In the sunlight falling between your eyelashes

I am embers,
In the fire that is you.

The sky still burns,
all flaming orange and pink.

Smoldering twilight,
Turns to warm shadows
And the quiet promise
Of a sleepless night.

What you call hiding,
I call waiting

Waiting for that delicate moment
To unleash the tumbling stars
And burning moons
that make me.

You should be lonely They say.
Hurling that sharp word
Trying to cut those of us
Who don’t need others to feel alive.