Woven Between Words

by

Mx.  Jupiter

We are all of the colors woven between words

Standing against the dark

We are the bird songs of silence between worlds,

Blown out candles, lost fires, pinwheel blowing helplessly in the wind

We are the ashes and embers of a long dead inferno,

The soft moments between breaths,

The stillness in conversations when all you can hear

Are matching heartbeats and silent tears

Falling hollow against rib cages

We are supernovas, creation, fiery explosions, new beginnings

We are collision, folding in on ourselves only to explode outwards,

Our heat and death bringing new life

We are shattered glass on pavement

Impersonating the stars we know we will never reach

We are the spoken language of quiet

And learning to fill in the spaces of one another until we are whole

We are breaking each other apart slowly, our blood spilling colors in the sky,

Painting our faces into masks

We are like all of the stars in the sky, drifting apart so slowly

We can't even tell,

Being pulled by invisible forces,

Shining so brightly, the light spilling out of us crash tumbling to the earth

We are interstellar dances in the vacuum of nothingness that surrounds us

So allow me to lay you down in the grass and kiss you goodnight

Because we are only a fantasy