[I think, maybe, I fell]

I follow a poet on tumblr. As far as I know, she has never offered us her name. This is her blog. Below is a poem she wrote, and she, to my knowledge, has never titled it. It’s my favorite poem of all time; therefore, I posted it on both the “Obsessions” and “Inspirations” pages. I highly recommend getting lost in her blog. It is 100% worth it.

I think, maybe, I fell

in love with your

patterns and inconsistencies.

Like the way you moan on your

way to sleep. And

the way your heart beats.

I want to be your heartbeat

just to be that much

closer to you, living

there inside your chest,

making a home under

your flesh.

And waking up to

sunshine is nice,

I guess, but waking

to your smile is like

having sunshine in

my bed every morning,

warmth radiating

from your side of the


And I would love to make

you a regular thing;

pillow talk in the evenings

and coffee and cigarettes in the morning,

making every day

as stunning as this one.

Take me in small doses;

I’ll take you all at once.


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