I Already Know You

I do not need you to fill some space left empty.

You have been inside of me always.

Though I know nothing of your face, your eyes, your hands, or your scars,

I can feel your heart beside mine.

It beats like an ember-

flickering low, but maintainnig heat enough to warm its companion.

It flutters like fairy wings,

filling my empty spaces

with shimmering breezes.

And I know that in your chest,

beneath so many layers of inconsequential gore,

I will find that small piece of my heart,

whose absence I have to so long felt,

burning and fluttering and filling you.