As you lay next to me and I burgeon
With dark liquid thoughts of a soft death
I know this love is real
And we hold each other, and I feel immortal
As love comes back to me like a river of time
Bending with celestial light
Into clouds, and farewells, and aching memories
Glitter like foolish desire in my eyes
And I look at you, and I kiss you, and I feel safe with you
In this moment, I don\'t need anyone
But candlelight and wine and you, like honey
Like a sea, like a never ending dream, in blue silk sheets
I fall into you like amnesia, overdosing on pleasure
I have died in your eyes
And felt the breeze of the winter highway
A starburst
Alone in my bedroom, dreaming of him
My head between his legs, like a dead flower on the windowsill
As the lavender sunlight flickers through
Through a sky full of rain and dreams, seashore lovers
In the shape of a swan
Eyes drawn to silver and jasmine and amber
Clouds blurry at the tip
Propose love, in your arms, and nothing more than love
The lyrical ballads we seek
Soft whiskey kisses
I love you quietly and I love you openly
Because I am not afraid of what people say
And I don\'t care, when I am drunk on your aroma
The salt of your sweat between my teeth like cherry soda
I saw a boy on my lap and I saw myself as a father
With wings like an angel
Masturbating all day like an idiot savant
Only free when I\'m dancing
I\'ve learned to love these depressing afternoons
Gently whispering in my ear
Boredom and no money and the pink fuzz of beer
And the text messages, and the late busses, and the fog over the hill
The crescent over the water
And the pangs and the facsimiles of happiness ringing out
Like the smell of him and the songs we sang
As the gulls flocked and hesitated with eels and telescopes
Broken bones on eternal roads
And the debris drifting from my hands
Unravelling like ribbons when we don\'t talk and I am sad
And there\'s nothing more to say
And I don\'t know how to articulate what the blades of grass mean
What happened when you moved to Paris
The coldness of sleep
Underneath my fingernails, or the provenance of my lust
Phosphorescent love glowing in the dark
Capsized in the stars
Yesterday I loved you, and I love you today
How you harvest a love song and take the milk of a nightjar
And sprinkle dust like anecdotes
Mending golden rivers as we speak
I want us to be rustic, baroque, erotic, fetishes
Brazen and intimate
Diving into a pool of morning stars
Flowers for all the ones we love, the stillness of time
A moving ship towards night
And I think, yesterday I loved you, like the cracking of an egg
And I still love you when the sun dances.