#kstocker

[shewantedstorms]

I am done being a puddle-jumper. I want a lover I can drown in. Give me the monsoon, flood waters, let the levee break. Look me in the eye.  I promise I am not afraid. I want you to touch me like you are trying to pull the ocean from my trembling flesh.  Breathe me in ~ and I will prove how even water can burn.

K. Stocker (shewantedstorms)

[shewantedstorms]

I was a field, burning. You looked at this and saw only light. Only the beauty  in the dancing flame. You came asking  to touch me.  In the morning, you held your scorched hands tender in your lap. You accused me with your eyes. "I feel like I don't even know you" you spat, wounded and afraid. Lover, I was always fire. What made you think that you wouldn't burn?

K. Stocker (shewantedstorms)

[shewantedstorms]

Do you want love, or what you imagine love to be? I am a scientist. But when I write about the stars, I am talking about the idea of the thing and not the thing itself. Do you know what I'm trying to tell you?

K. Stocker (shewantedstorms)

[shewantedstorms]

Like a wave I keep breaking in the shallows of my own longing. Tell me: what good is it to be the ocean if you can never reach the shore?

K. Stocker (shewantedstorms)