#so i thought i could bring back this favorite for some insirpation !!

[asphodelpoetry]

there is little light

that doesn’t grace you.

two universal ends,

one red string to tie

before we become bound

to the earth above

and dreams below

lovely as the wind that blows

your hair knots and tangles;

breathe easy, dear,

as there is little light

that doesn’t kiss the tips of your soul

sand covers my eyes, seared into glass

when your rays find my dreaming soul

burning, exploding, faintly loved

my strings tie me to you.

to your gaze, your glow

hair tangling in chilly wind,

warmth pouring over you

breathe easy, my love,

as there is little light

that holds your life tight,

but doesn’t burn me to glass