Soul

I found home in our tit tats

When the lights all trip off you still spark the paths

When I stumble upon thorns —I still fall to you.

Seas thump restlessly but you remain still like the plains.

You’re the cleverest most beautiful thing I ever could be blessed to hold.

I submit every breathe in my body to the tune of your heart.

When it thunders I’ll always be here to keep you wrapped in my arms.

When you miss those tiny details about your project, I’ll sit through it and remind you.