the lovedrunk cowgirl

she makes art when she breathes,

shatters cities when she bleeds,

and I swear that if she asked me to

I’d lay the universe at her feet

she’s the first dream I had 

when the lights went out

the flicker of white candles and

the smell of burning strings

“love me out loud” she yells

as heaven falls to her knees

I chase her tears in the dark

the way I chase every broken heart-

bargaining with unfamiliar gods

and counting teeth marks