how we must seem to them.

blighted flower petals. fading light.
a fleeting fragrance in cupped hands.

fragile leaves with fragile veins.

you will carry eternity under your tongue:
a wish, a kiss, a prayer. a petition.

you will look for the answers in stones
and birds and bones and the growth of moss.
the fox that cries. the music you do not play.

you will eat wild locusts and honey, you
wear your love like chains around your neck.
like a locket. like a noose.

it isn’t enough. you cannot taste their light.

you cannot balance a scale with a single feather
and all the gold in the universe.

—  natasza stark, how to love a god, part i.
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