love guides me through turbulent dreams
vivid self-states transforming in visions of clear blue skies
I see the beauty and sorrow in your eyes
glittering in the dark shadows of night, watching
the flowers bloom, the meadow song rise from the milky smoke
of dawn, crepuscular bodies dwelling in quiet storms
nonplussed in the glamour of paintings
red lips wander like beating hearts, simmering under glowing moonlight
my eternal response is saturnine
I\'ve learned to lose the ones I love, faint breaths murmuring
by candlelit piano, I see boys swimming naked in heartless lakes
inter dimensional photosynthesis, echoing driftwood
when I look at you I see the truth, but it\'s lifeless and tainted
a spiralling staircase to nowhere, like the thoughts of a dark psycho
I say things but I don\'t know if I truly mean them
I laugh at the dumbest things and rip off the bandage
a little too soon, and sulk when I know I\'m in the wrong
that magical feeling is palliative, a mouthful of peeled lemon
when it\'s grey and raining and this cult of meaningless spit means nothing
I look out for chirping birds and think of my best friend
times when we don\'t make sense, and our memories are fading
I speak to you in letters concerning death and write you poems about the sunrise
allusions and history we forget, love so beautiful it hurts
every time we lie it cuts a little deeper, and the glowing shipwreck of my heart aches
the petals on my fingertips disintegrate
my knees shake with the white of disconcerting pith
I take the rheum, I take the chimera, levitating in a looking glass
all the things I can\'t ignore, I pull and tear my tears apart
happy and content, thorns I adore
continents, lifetimes, nostalgic birdsongs
red and pink in dreams, attentively caressing photographs
pulsating veins and heartbeats, watching you leave
through the window.