LXXXIV.

you rule my heart.
in this limping morning waking hour
this tuneless bloodless pallid heart
is what you rule.

worthy of every song i could ever sing
worthy of every breath i could ever breathe
you perceive my thoughts from afar
and you know me.

i fall.
trying so hard just to walk, i fall —
the classic if-only corners me
if-only
to peel away scripted pain
instead of sunburned skin

i am so in love with you.
there is no one else
for me.