the word too dangerous to be spoken

it rests in my glass on this table.

it sticks with the paint on these walls.

it threads into fibers of clothes that i wear

it mimics my lungs rise and fall.

it sings through my voice in the shower.

it lies right beside me at night.

it evokes passion deep from within me

in a way nothing else can ignite.

it shines from my eyes like a smile

it pours from my eyes like the rain -

it is everything i've ever hoped for

it is everything i'm scared to claim.

like a shadow, it bends

like a mirror, it reflects

like a tempest, it roars

until nothing is left -

both my home and adventure

both my strength and my demise

like a breath, it does deplete me...

but it completes me with its rise.