Empire! Empire! Documenting Thirty Days
i wrote it down, in case i might forget how tall you make
me feel-
like i was towering over trees and buildings
(and you made it sound so easy).
then, i would wear your strength like a bright badge
pinned to my chest.
right there, you made me swear i would not forget.
i still remember that may, when a late frost taught me
that even the things we left for dead
can resurface, and
every step was magnified by the sharpest snap that seemed
to say,
"your voice is still small, and will not carry anything."
and even the smallest words cling to the roof of my
mouth.
and i broke my promise again and again!
it's all i can do, sitting here waiting,
hoping the words will just fall from my mouth
(like when you were around me)
and all i need is to read what you told me,
"everything else in the world disappears when your voice
wraps around me"
