lightning comes
before thunder

and
sometimes
you look at me
pause 

then inhale
then exhale

then you 
allow yourself
to crash down
fall to pieces
inside my arms
hang by 
my shoulders

with no intention
to be saved

but with every 
desire to be
heard

you allow yourself
to be this storm
one moment you
are my world

my streets infested 
with your rain
basement flooded
windshields soaked
my house filled
with the noise of you

next minute 
you are gone 
stripped down to 
crickets and the sound
of my body moving
you have moved on

you are someone else's
reason they cannot sleep
yet still you are my reason
i cannot sleep

i cannot stand the quiet
the stillness, the complete
darkness

i listen to my faucet

tiny drops of water
hittig the sink

i am settling for less
because i am tired

and i am ready to
give up

Summer was made for wandering between tall trees,
Thinking about the smell of daylight
And if birds really do have knees.
I'd brush my hand down your cheek and wonder where you're hiding your wings.

I suppose that I should show you what it's like to love,
Buy you lots of pretty things.

When we are grey and ready for peace we will talk and think we are quite profound,
I wont let your hand go unless it's to swing, twirl you around.

Right now I want you to know
That there is a love song written for you.
You have a space in my heart,
right next to red roses,
rain
and big, bright blue balloons.

Every year we will take a walk through tall trees,
and I'll mention what you mean to me.

White lilacs remind me of wedding dresses,
pink ribbons and shiny  headdresses.
So I think that I'm going to talk from one knee.
I'll be all you really need, let's be free.