Shattered-Glass-Wing

i've got love carved into honeysuckle wrists, a murder of crows in my throat, & a pack of wolves at my back. i want to know truths behind these myth eyes, & the distant galaxies under your fingertips. but, love me. love me, Love. show me what's beyond Grimm fairy tales & scars. spare me your ribs; this skyscraper heart needs a place to go.