Marshmallow Cities

we will descend to the Earth’s core

but when you lean on a rock wall to catch your breath, it will crumble right before your eyes into pebbles in your hands

you will look down at me, weary, and not regret a thing

Marshmallow Cities

that evening, my silken blue pillow case was still coated in your scent
maybe it always will be; how could i forget?

before you, there was only i
an eye contracted by other’s curbs
a heart on the verge of starvation

then came you in your celestial glory
you carried a boundless book in your hands

you told me it was going to be a tale of an insurmountable devotedness
a story of abounding truths
a source with inexhaustible amounts

my intoxication with your wildness thickened as you turned the tattered pages; for this was an apologue etched deep within my code
it was an ancient root uncovered, waiting patiently to drink tomorrow’s rain water

you whispered to me, this will change you
maybe break you
it will illuminate every edge; soften your harshest ridges, congeal your greatest gorges

then you leaned in with a calculating accuracy, of the dignified spirit you possess
you think you know love? my dear, you know nothing yet; i will show you

we will tirelessly explore big, marshmallow cities and sparkling towns of tinsel
places you had faintly dreamt of, but
the real thing will satisfy your delights further than your mind could have imagined

we will descend to the Earth’s core
but when you lean on a rock wall to catch your breath, it will crumble right before your eyes into pebbles in your hands
you will look down at me, weary, and not regret a thing

my expansiveness will take up so much room in your home, that sometimes you won’t be able to breathe
your dusty objects will wither away as you turn your back to them and lush succulents will grow in their places

your attachment to me will frighten you as your eyes blink over me in awe
my spunk will scare you as the buoyant brunches of yesterday float off into space

my durability may intimidate you
my moxie will crush you
but your adoration will be transcendent
it will inspire us both

and when i forget the words of this book in the pains of my legs,
you will know it by heart and lead me with a gutsiness so absolute, i’ll wonder why it fell out of my hands

your shoulders will ache with a new sorrow
your heart will pound with a heavy allegiance

but you will never go hungry again

Written by: Mary Ehlers

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