Did you know that a synonym for passion is agony?
Because to love is to know the stretch of pain.
Your fingertips are tainted,
your heart quivering in your grasp,
but I will dirty my hands with crimson just to hold yours.
Did you know that a synonym for adoration is worship?
Because to love is an act of crucifixion.
Of bearing a soul to another,
with the promise of forever threaded through the marrow of bone.
I have built a religion between the creases of your limbs,
cemented the roots of my faith in the feeling of your touch.
Did you know that a synonym for me is you?
Because every time I trace my name across the stars
in search of some kind of desperate significance,
it is the constellation of your outline that I find.
Chloé Bertrand is an English and Film major in her second year at Carleton University. She is a lover of the arts, in all its many forms and hopes to continue nourishing her passion for writing throughout the length of her academic career and beyond. She has been published through the Ottawa Public Library’s Pot-Pourri anthology and Sumac Literary Magazine.
