every raincloud a challenge, a
puddly smile

Magnolia leaves, the
thick wax coating

(this was always meant to be sweeping, the kind that
rips apart continents, scrounges
mountains from crumbs)

always meant to borrow your breath, stolen away like
fingerprints on eager skin and then brought back,
wondering where hearts fell in, the
luster of warmth

meant to learn the
magnetism from colors and
preserve proximity, stretch
away solitude

(and I have found none of this to be
anything short of a miracle)

Darling,
     I feel more punk rock
     when I'm without you

Like I want to destroy something beautiful
     or break the first rule of Fight Club
     to summon you back to me

But temptation's a *****
     like destiny

The only things that are true in life
     is that it's stranger than fiction
     like synchronicity
     or our souls' electricity

Princess,
     Give me a task
     to earn the privilege
     to transcend the right time
     and the right space
               of your day.

I caught her
telepathically feeling me up

From across these parking lots
where I always find myself
stalling even when I'm not parked

Her eyes were like darts
to my sacral chakra
She must have felt the spark
igniting my erogenous area

Now her soul's on fire

Just how she imagined it
To be devoured eternally
To have the life ****** out of her
To feel the little death
Rebirth her senses

It was all in her head
just how I imagined it.

In an eggshell    
          The universe gives birth to itself

She purrs her r's to ****** the cosmos
     With a spell of linguistics

That we're all humming along to

I'm speaking in tongues
     Bowing down in worship
     vibrating the outside of my mouth

This is the new sensation
     Her aura's stimulation
     Like she read me like a book

Once she felt my touch of grace
     Convulsing hips
     and transcending taste
    
Some paradise of infinity lost in karma's translation
     Where we all come back around together
     Until we're light again
    
somewhere
     in time

She bursts

I stared down fine art to bring her back
    Big banging our broken hearts
     back to the start of stars aligned
          before we were gods
          before the chaos
          
     Scrambled back        
In an eggshell