In Love

A Poem by Alexandra

Sister
Touch the notebook again
Draw these lines on my body
Place the knowledge of know & how’s
Into a myriad of constructed theories that don’t exist
Fragmented visions
Mirror Stares
Pin drop pupils
This is the idea of being alive
Heightened senses
Tactile sensation
Love is in the air
With none other than yourself
Play the guitar
Strike a chord
Roll off my tongue
I roll off my skin
I am the light
I’ve never been so fucked up in my entire life