When you feel the wind
of summer air
Always remember
Out there somewhere
Someone is willing to
Hold you.

I've learned to submerge
in sparse droplets of
your scent and skin

I let them melt on my tongue
so that they may sustain
my body for months

I will bathe in this for a moment
but your fresh wet scent
will linger


and I refuse to quench this thirst

though I know I'm going to drown.

I was told that the people you love
turn to ghosts inside of you
and like this, they survive.

But no one's ever told
how it feels to become the ghosts
that loathe being kept alive.

Alluring,
Pretentious nature,
Consuming thought and reason,
Overwhelmingly secure -
Infinite.