This poem was chosen by our judges as the 1st Place winner in our 5th Annual Poetry Contest.
Turn me into something ancient.
Speak impressions into my bones
& fossilize them with every
Sacrifice my soul to the stars
before carving my body
into the shape of immortality.
Faithfully worship the secrets
held within my flesh and feel
the blood run through my veins
with untold prophecies.
Memorize the galaxies that lay
in my eyes.
Don’t you dare turn away,
even when your heart starts to catch
from how brightly my irises burn.
Trace the curves of my hands,
the lines in my fingers-
know they hold too much magic
to ever have another intertwined.
Turn me into something ancient,