IN THIS EMPTY BODY

Destiny fades in the bodies written to stitch my skin all alone in this empty room.

With every step for step I became the drifter forming in the clouds collapsing to stop you from loving me.

Mimicked moments of every given hydration is a cyclone cloning the kisses that never came.

Every broken breath I couldn't feel became a torment stitched to uncover you as I feel for my medicine past the machineries in your soft skin.

Touch by touch I became a man through the pieces that let me love you...

Step by step until your flowers opened to leave me in your garden of roses...

I meander to feel whole again in this world of pieces piece by piece again and again waiting to be put back together again.

Unconscious and uncovered until you return to hand me all of my broken pieces.

Be the reflection for humanity in my pieces left in the open to step on.

Ask me if I'm ok and I'll tell you just how much I need you.

Don't leave me grounded to levitate unweaving me stitch by stitch.

Don't tear this heart broken clutch that fuels my senses to hear my pieces fall.

Shard by shard in your hands that's scar'd with open wounds left open for me to taste your blood to rise us tear by tear.

Destination destiny unstitched and torn now just to let me into your skin to feel my medicine.

I'll give you to hear that you'd never leave me for only your touch can make me whole again...

My human hero holding on to us with the strings that binds us stitch by stitch.

Recessitate my lungs into your wild open scars where the clutches of your fingers are slowly letting go piece by piece.

Please don't let me go piece by piece.

I'm so afraid of falling apart piece by piece in these creation's made for the freedom of your entrapment.

I'll believe in your heart that will never let me go again.

Believe that you'll cut with the pieces made to keep us here together stitch by stitch.