i can still hear the wind snaking through the leaves
i can still see your fingers all balled up in your sleeves
the nights colder than it was supposed to be.
you get close to me. haven’t spoke to me. just poke on me.
lean into my chest with your ear
to take a breath while you touch
my hearts scream
this is our dream
walking through art scene’s
talking about all things
you got big ideas about small things,
like gull wings
and long words that make us all shrink
… you smell pink
i say what no one else thinks
in tao we both throw things
you burn while i show wing
i’m worried how fast its going
you tell me not to over think
we come to understand over drinks
if we fuck tonight we’ll both sink…
to an open ocean floor
you know… i couldn’t hope for more.
you know i want to stay, thats the only thing i’m going for.