Let me kiss your dusty eyelids.
Unbutton the collar that’s choking your tiny heart.
Melancholy chained around your neck with a soft coldness.
Let me cut it loose before it concurs your spine.
You don’t taste like you sound.
A voice that has surrendered to what others want to hear.
I can only listen to the words your hands spell.
Every letter they form is a quiet stutter.
Only fools can be fooled.
I won’t dress up for your occasion.
Sleep will be my name and rest you’ll find.
Just trust these lines.
-I dedicate this to all those who are afraid to love. Don’t be scared. Someone will heal you someday. Love, Frauke xoxo-