fall^ing out of yourself
written by loren lacruz
fall^ing out of yourself
is too:
wake my eyes to smell the orange citrus
inhaling as if it were my last
Breathe, to see the gentle rays of light
crowd and push through the blinds’
inescapable shadow, I
weird,
kiss the fruit’s scent off your lips
spill and stick onto my morning goosebumps, I
force myself to look back into the rays
raise my eyebrows to my new life
tu piel caramelizada brilla con el sol y
you peeled the fruit as I did my skin
is too sensitive to black soap
I need a gentler way to shed
I need want to feel more
the growing hairs on your neck when
those on my toes touch your leg when
our sun makes its way for another
feliz cumpleaños a ti
come to me to reflect but please don’t mind
the cracks in the corner of my screen I
make sure to skip them when walking on
my own tightrope of songs y melodías in my brain
I still see the scent of you peeling
oranges on my window still
you don’t have to break in
to my mind anymore just knock next time
y tú me conoces mejor que nadie
me entenderá cuando les explique del olor
de naranja en mi piel exfoliada
whole
again,
falling out of yourself is too weird, I want to feel more whole again
