Larceny incarcerated

When you love so hard it burns

you struggle to let it out

When words won’t do;

mute screams from muzzled mouth

She set your heart on fire, larceny incarcerated

Wishing your skin was perforated

so you could let it all pour out

Each droplet lit,

with each hit,

each hiss of silenced little nothings and airborne kisses

Yet, this is bliss.

With each parting,

with each parting of parched porcelain lips

She opens your chest, digs in deep and takes part

of a broken heart

Reaches into hers and does the same

in the beat of this moment.

Yet, this is how to mend a broken heart

Pieced together, her words like wadding wrapped

around chambers with unhinged doors and broken windows

The fire rages, each beat fueled by newly found wind

Palpable pulses drive up thick warm liquid

Melts together both halves, evens out all fault lines

Shake me up like down pillows, fresh bedding

Of petals that never wither

Hang me out to air in open doors

There is still some good china left

Come on in, sit down, let’s dine and dance

In the beat of the moment.