and baby..
i'd grasp the stars for you.
burn my palms with every
light that flickers into your heart.
every smile that passes through
my strained anxious world of weighting
pros and cons, stretching distance
between all the numbly woven webs..
kissing feet and polluting the sea
for your well-being just in hopes
that you'll make it to me one day..
maybe for one day..
perhaps two.
constructing hope and praying for
it's growth..
developing heart's hearts loving
something untangible..
grating the sky for what's left
after our vicious fight of tongues.
you grab your dagger and i'll
anchor my armour, bind my toes
and we'll fight to the death..
shipping burgundy sheets back
home past infinity and we can
be happy.
baby..
i clench my teeth when you speak
hoping to read volumes into what you've
said.. maybe what you will say..
copy this down.
we've got miles and miles of nothing
between bridges and boundaries
there's parading lights that might
keep us warm at night and
i'll call you in the morning.
bite your tongue and ignite the walls,
like a house on fire.
every reference.. every piece of every
word we've ever read..
and i hope you remember this.
coping blindy but still feeling something
unreal..
and we still dont know where we're headed.
sweet boy..
i'll hum hymns for you if you'd like..
if you promise to keep me warm.
cook you dinner and wake up next to
you at dawn... groping for you hand
and falling back on command.
i'm writing this novel for you..
cutting up the phrases and pasting
them back together for sanity's sake.
our puzzle is missing a piece..
but we'll find it some day..
we'll be perfect.
