31.7.19
The stars are ours
they fall around us like the glistening shards of the churches stained glass window
We wash ourselves in it
The sins the lies
We watched us wash ourselves
the glass cutting our fingers
pinching us awake
The people yelling at us
Stay silent
Stay asleep
How dare you even think about it
Every now and then
I feel you believe them
like a chill that sets over our intertwined bodies
We were a match
I was a match, a match that you struck and let fall to hollow ground
sparking up your backyard
you let me burn your house down
In fact You watched me burn your house down yet you stayed
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Not what I deserve
Your smile lifts the edges of my lips so willfully
A spell that I remind myself time and time again
was pure luck
Lemongrass kisses I dive in for more
I've held a single glass in my hand for years now
climbed every river swam across every mountain
lost my sense of who what when where and why and now
I look
at that glass
and it's overflowing
What I feel is too true to be good but it feels good
GOD does it feel good, he feels good
arms stretched across one another
Held hands, the sun, she shines
peeks her head around over the suburban horizon to carve her name across our faces
This all feels to perfect
Where's the cameras!
am I in a film? That would describe how every time you say my name I forget my lines
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I used to be scared of the night
The winter chills would tap on my window
"Are you in there?" "I don't even know where I am you wanna help?" I'd cry
frostbitten tears
Would drop down the walls
The paint chipping
I'd nhale it
Headaches for months I'd spent time inhaling everything
Dusty eyes and a crowded mind
you make it feel like no one is there
I replace every poisoness thought of dusk I once had with throughts of your pale hands in the moonlight
So the stars are ours
And maybe I've stopped to look out the window
at the colours and symphonys we've created
but I'm not letting us get off, for we have endless roads to travel
