tales of a tacky woman of sunshine blonde
and bubblegum shouts are in these notes
that we hear.
you can use drugs -
but using a person
is a harder trap to escape.
i thank god we did.
i feared it was a dream.
it looked too beautiful to be true.
i had inhaled a vision
into the paradise
i've been praying and begging
on my knees for.
he was looking out the window -
the heavens shone through
he never looked more beautiful.
my soul could watch this
epiphany on repeat -
almost like the messenger of the universe
whispered words in my ear;
this was where i was supposed to be.
right there -
teary and ruby-eyed
lost in music and hopelessly in love
with him.
