I don't like change,
I keep it tucked away in my wallet,
the only space for it,
no good space,
really,

it just sits there,
weighs down on the frayed stitching in
my old jean pocket and makes things
too heavy on one side,

never worth much,
always just the leftovers,
the things I couldn't trade in for something else so
I got them back,
different now,
heavier,
a stale metallic smell,
not worth as much.

We used to spend hours
driving around looking at houses and
I never understood why you went to
the middle class neighborhoods
with the big homes that all looked the same and
pointed to the ones with
heavy wooden doors and thick brick walls
and all the cars in the garage and
called them your favorite
until I heard your voice crack when you said
they just look so sturdy
and I knew that
your walls were rotting and
falling down and
your foundation was cracked and
your windows were shattered and
the ceiling was starting to
cave in and
you liked the
big homes with
heavy wooden doors and thick brick walls
and all the cars in the garage because
they were
strong
when you
weren't.

Where there's water I'll drown
Where there's fire I'll burn
Where there's heights I'll fall
Where there's shelter I'll hide
Where there's comfort I'll cry
Where there's love I'll hurt

The rich crimson blood that pours from your veins,
like garnet;
sweet tints of ruby and rose.

He laughed,
His bright green eyes lighting up,
His choppy messy hair,
Flying up as he tilted his head back,
Staring at the ceiling,
He looked back sad,
Whispering," maybe you could've loved yourself"

I stare,
I look,
You smile,
You took.
Gliding so softly
Across my skin
Just one touch
Is a type of sin.
One breath,
One heart,
Two hands,
Two parts.
Stroke my heart and soul
But please oh please
Do not wish
For my heart for ease.
You kiss,
You take,
It's you,
It's fate.

Touch
go
yes
no.
If you're leaving make it fast,
and tell me who I am.

On
off-
It's all I've got
Tell me things that no one asks
and tell me who I am.

There is ocean in your eyes.
And there are storms which no one sees
So lead me on, bring me close,
and tell me who I am.

Put the autumn in your smile.
Weave the sunlight in your hair.
Let it linger for a while.
(And maybe you could take me there)
But tell me who I am.