Those we love tie our hearts in knots but we'll never stop giving them the ribbons of our presence.

It's nonsensical the way you tickle my ventricles and use many magical mirrors to show me I'm identical to everything that's invincible.

Her heart is smashed glass. Peer into her jagged edges to see what refracts from the light of her past. Kaleidoscopic beauty.

The head is bigger but the heart is infinitely more powerful.

You'll always be curious yet deliriously sinking into whatever your nightmare is until you let your wings know you're serious by leaping into your wildest dreams of self love.