he kissed me in front of the wall of golden vinyl, soul and the blues blaring in the background. he has soul, for sure. and i see it when he shines through to me.
sunset words and mystery in his eyes.
he says that i speak words of depth, not just obscene pretty things. but, he doesn't know of how his voice twists into me and says all the things i need .
he says, " you're everything to me "
says i deserve more than a midnight skinnydip.
instead,
undresses my deepest fears and carries them as his own
as if he's been waiting for the burden of my loss. the burden of my passion and misplaced detachment..
when im with my godly boy, i feel like i could stay here.
forever, maybe. and he worries incessantly about me leaving. but, i'll sit here
until he's back throught the turnstiles.
riding past state lines for me; garage rock singing.
come back soon or not at all.
i feel like a kid again when you kiss my nervous hands.
looking up at you with fireflies in my eyes, wanting you to stay with me.
one more, please. when im with you,
the world ceases to breathe.
