Let go of all of your weights
You’re free
To forgive yourself
You’re free to
Live with yourself
You’re free
And this heart
Still beating on the butchers floor
And these lungs
Are still breathing
Under water
And you numbered all of my scars
But in case they didn’t tell you…
Too much perfection
Is just a mistake
(What would we do with it?)
(If we caught it)
Like the lines in the palms of her hands
Did you trace them?
The breaths she takes
Did you notice them?
The air
The light
Just as you break the surface of the water
The way she parts her lips
That first kiss
Did you taste it…
(The moon is down
I’m dissolving into her skin…)
Too much perfection …
What would we even do with it…
Don’t make lists against yourself …
Go gently
Like the moonlight over water…
-E
Regarding Samuel 