Conversations With the Moon

Love was never easy                                         

But I believed we would bloom like angels                 

With no fear, with no consequence               

Loving you, my best friend, my everything             

I painted us a picture                           

Of pinks and violets and blues               

But all I see is burnt umber and greens

 

Memories in                                               

Repressive states                                   

Emotional tranquillity                         

A candle in my bedroom                                 

Just maybe                                                 

Just maybe                                       

There is more to life than pain                           

Objective desires                                       

I will turn this lake into a sea, and take the moss                   

Cerulean moons                               

Lust and dreams between my teeth                 

What did you say?                                   

I wasn't even listening 

 

I was lost in the music of the seagulls       

The night reflecting in my sunglasses

 

Hitherto the breeze, the pitter-patter 

The leopard and the lull             

Pull the pith of an orange, suck the bulb

Caress your shell with my tongue 

 

The light unfurls in my palms and then it's dark                 

And then it's okay 

 

The clouds melted away like ice cream               

And the sun is disappearing                         

Into peach, plum midnight horizons             

And I've turned into an observatory             

Stargazing 

 

I love you like all of my addictions         

I love you like rain in the morning                   

Fog drifting through meadows                   

Lay your worried head on my shoulder               

Pour me another drink                           

Pour into me until we're comatosed                   

So we don't have to think

 

Find me the last place we kissed               

Accept me for who I am                                 

A tired boy with tired eyelids                   

Place a kiss on my lips and carry me away                   

With the tides, with the embers                       

Vanishing like shadows                   

Through the door                                 

Through the trees, dead no more             

My skin is growing cold 

 

I walk the streets                         

Looking for the love I lost             

But all I find are the ghosts of yesterday   

Silver and gold                                           

Your love haunting me                   

Your love haunting me.