They undressed beneath the covers, half to stay warm and
      half to conceal themselves from the eyes of one another.
They had only done it once before, and it had been completely dark then.
      Lovers though they may be,
indulging the sense of touch
        before the sense of sight felt somehow
                less disarming.
She pulled the sheet up to her shoulders as she
        positioned herself atop his frame.
As their bodies blended and moved together,
        she was careful to not let the sheet fall.
After a few moments, she noticed him begin to chuckle.
Prepared for insult, she asked with caution,
           "What is it?"
He took a breath and whispered,
          "It looks like you're wearing a cape,"
               and they both collapsed in laughter

I was time
I was pictures and I was poetry
I was a pond and the fish that swim in it
I grew limbs and spread across the land

I was coffee and I was tea
I was the sunshine on your face in the morning
I was a balloon
  Held down by a five year old
I slipped away, floated to the heavens
  And faded from his eyes

I was flowers on the table
  Waiting to be walked in on
I was my grandfather's mustache
  Tickling my mother's cheek as she was tucked into bed
I was a playground
I was the monkey bars, the swingset, and the slides

I was a raindrop
I was an ocean
I was tall buildings and the sky that they scraped
I was the orange in a sunset, the warmth in your heart
  Leaking out to cover the globe

I was a bicycle
I was the first ride without training wheels
I was Christmas lights
I was a glowing city at night
I was a bunk bed
I was a rooftop
  I was shared by two brothers
I was a little boy who wished to one day be as big as his father
I now only wish to be as great as him

Here I've found some dusty knots
I forget how they were tied
I wish I'd written diagrams
So I could break them when I tried

Instead I left them tangled up
So tight I'd pulled the lines
'til every one was all the rest
Each one another entwined

I pushed, I pulled, I clawed and bit
Each of the knots held strong
And now I know why here they stayed
Hidden away so long

I'll box, I'll hide, I'll stash away
Once more without a trace
But deep inside I'll want to know
Why I tied the **** things in the first place