eruption

When love anchors in your body.

                Your essence has taken root in my skin cells, anchoring your being within mine. Your being weighs me down; I can’t tell whether from love or custom. I feel you traveling through my veins and swimming through my blood. You are the strength supporting my very bones, challenging me to survive each day. You crept into me and took root within my body, stitching me together and teaching me to survive on my own. Silence channels through you, but you erupt within me.