Poetry The Shape of You

[Hannah Capps]

Your eyes,
Illuminate the grayest sky.
Because they can see me inside.
Baby, if you hear me,
Say that you can feel me now.
And if you can feel me,
Maybe you can bring me 'round.
Colors raging,
Sounds are echoing love.
Arms are reaching,
Like heaven above.
I find myself in the echo.
Bathing in your waves of sound. -"Echo" by: Ours 2021

Granite heart.
Quartz mind.
Inebriated.
On the shape,
of your smile.
Double-dyed.
Dual-tied.
Unbroken.
Shudder.
Bone marrow.
Owens-arrow.
Indium.
Two hundred.
Offspring.
Hellene.
Stygian.
You’re my North Star…
Spastic image.
Alphabetical.
Divine.
Vino Vintage.
Engulfed by you.
You dive into my mind's eye.
Strapped down.
Divisional actuality.
Shattered fallibility.
Part of you,
Hemorrhage me.
-luring-
-lingering-
Shared shape.
All yours.
Lover mine.
Come here.
My beacon.
My heart.
Light blossoms.
In shared dark.