2 Poem by Tori Bachue

I want to write you down
You know, record everything that is you
But where should I start, my mind’s calm
I wonder where you start too

Should I mention the stars in your eyes
The heaven of your lips?
Or rather the cold mask that defies
Even death, if it were to face it

I love you, you love me
You say, and make you see
I want to cure you forever
I won’t give up on you, never

Let me take your hand
My loyalty is yours, like my heart
Even though your vision is like quicksand
Just let me, take all that’s me
In return for admiration that is my fee