Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs. Andrea Gibson More Quotes by Andrea Gibson More Quotes From Andrea Gibson My heart is still a leather jacket I am waiting to give to someone sweet. Andrea Gibson heart sweet inspirational Last night I saw your ghost pedalling a bicycle with a basket towards a moon as full as my heavy head and I wanted nothing more than to be sitting in that basket like ET with my glowing heart glowing right through my chest and my glowing finger pointing in the direction of our home. Andrea Gibson home heart inspirational Right now there’s a man on the street outside my door with outstretched hands full of heartbeats no one can hear. He has cheeks like torn sheet music every tear-broken crescendo falling on deaf ears. At his side there’s a boy with eyes like an anthem no one stands up for. Andrea Gibson eye boys fall I'm not lookin' for someone who can save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you anywhere and I've got places I wanna go. So break me in two, peel back my rib cage and cover every page of my heart with love poems you will burn someday. Andrea Gibson heart inspirational two We are all instruments pulling the bows across our own lungs. Windmills, still startling in every storm. Have you ever seen a newborn blinking at the light? I wanna do that every day. I wanna know what the kite called itself when it got away, when it escaped into the night. Andrea Gibson storm light night When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain. Andrea Gibson broken rain heart The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could. Andrea Gibson devil done world How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return? Andrea Gibson return war Say this is what the pain made of you: Andrea Gibson avalanches pain made We were all born on days when too many people died in terrible ways, Andrea Gibson born people way Safety isn't always safe. You can find one on every gun. Andrea Gibson safety gun safe None of us are pretty, but our ugly has an alibi. Andrea Gibson ugly Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground. Andrea Gibson autumn falling-in-love inspirational We're boxed in and labeled before we're ever able to speak who we believe we are or who we dream we'll become. Andrea Gibson able dream believe Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in. Andrea Gibson remember-you heart writing You are not weak just because your heart feels so empty. Andrea Gibson empty weak heart To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village. Andrea Gibson sweaters village thinking Do you know they found land mines in woman's souls. Andrea Gibson land soul found she's wondering how many women are walking around this world feeling the tingling of their amputated wings remembering what it was to fly to sing Andrea Gibson feelings wings world This is my heartbeat like yours, it is a hatchet It can build a house or tear one down. Andrea Gibson poetry house inspirational
