take me

and the fragments

– the leftovers

of who i am.

i am a puzzle

incomplete, scattered

but the pieces of you

and the things you hold dear

can fill the parts

thats missing.

grow roots

in spaces


in me.

you and me metaphored as planets colliding

i have never seen something

So destructive yet so wonderful,

Ive never looked forward to

stand in front of something

to absorb its force of impact.

but this, you.

together with the wave of light

brimming from your eyes

overflowing with conviction,

i can only imagine

I would finally become complete,


if i embrace your explosions.