I will sing your name to the stars
so they know who to shine for
And when these stars fade away and the sun takes their place
I will make sure you feel its warmth in your bones
like I feel your warmth in my fingertips
Ocean waves crash not as hard as I have fallen in love
and rain descends from the sky in a disoriented frenzy
like my lips upon your skin
Drums could not replicate the pounding syncopation
of my heart beating out the syllables of your name
in my ribcage
And the flowers that wind around these fragile bones
grow quickly and numerously like the poems piled on my floor
They were all written for you, the earth moves for you
I cannot sleep with these dreams of you whispering behind
closed eyelids
Samantha Smolko is a fourth-year Psychology major. SS888417@wcupa.edu