here's a little food for thought, and for once i'm not starving,
not for aff(inf)ection.
you're deep inside of me like a disease,
like a welcome cancer with consent to eat everything in me.
start with my heart and slowly take over all you can.
the heat of the south made its way inside and it hasn't left.
we dove in south carolina waves together,
the kind that smash seashells into little pieces
and scatter them about the beach miles apart from the pieces that make them complete.
reminds me of your house being just a few blocks from mine
and the cold reminder streetlights made before you were stuck with me.
we wash up in a marina in yorktown tangled in a way that'd make the seaweed jealous.
having you on my team is making everyone green with envy.
i don't need the northstar as a guide to find where i'm going,
i've got my destination and all the light i need right next to me holding my hand,
but its shine against your pale skin and midnight blued lips really makes me feel alive.
just like you do.
shed blood never boils and i'd spill an ocean when it came to keeping you happy.
this is it,
this is us.