we
what a lovely simple word
what a beautiful surrender
to let that wonder become
what was once you and me

we

what understated beauty
to be found in a single syllable
what a precious sound

singularity shifting

how lucky some people must be

to have a we

Stars fill the sky and light up the night, but for some reason that doesn’t count as a miracle

Colorful flowers grow out of the earth but somehow that isn’t impressive

The world is constantly turning but we don’t get dizzy and people don’t think it’s incredible

Why can’t everyone see that little things are miracles too the fact that we’re even alive is a miracle in itself

im in love with the way
your hands
they shake
when you pass the last cigarette

in love with how
it took you so long to come my way

the way you take your time
to find what's right

im in love with the way
you take what's yours
without apologies
or tainted words

the way even the back of your hands
smell like a home i'll never have

the way the entirety of the cosmos
fit themselves so kindly in your eyes

how the joy of summer's first sun-rays
washes over me with your laugh

the way Sundays just aren't so lonely
when i know you're the Monday that comes next

i love the taste of cigarettes
coming from your lips

the lips that open me up like you're giving me new life

i love the way i feel no pain
i love the way you feel like the rain
you cleanse me of my sin
and you help me begin
to see my life as something more precious
i love the way my reflection
isn't quite as disconcerting
when i see you in the mirror too

i love the way my soul starts to leave my body
to be a little closer to you

i love the way that music sounds different

i love the way it feels
to know someone like you is real

and the terror at thinking
that this is not

that this is just a notion
and i'm just here
like drift wood floating in the ocean

i love the way you can't be fixed
to anyone's idea of what this is

i love the way your voice feels
like a summer's sweet breeze
drifting through the doorway

i hate the way i miss you
because you're not mine to miss

i hate the way i kiss you
knowing i can't own this sweet bliss

i hate the way i feel you
in every guitar string i pick

the way i smell you here
even when you're somewhere else

the way you stay in my mind
like memories stained stronger
than spilt red wine

i love the way my vision has changed
everything looks different with you

minutes become seconds and years become days
i love the way you keep me
in a sublime haze

and god how it stuns me
that somehow
someway
it took you so long to learn to love yourself

you look like an island
like shelter from a storm

i love the way
all i need is your gaze
to make me feel warm

and the way you still walk me home
even though it's not home to me

i hate the way i can't have you
never should and never could
and i know i don't need more
and i don't deserve more

i know it would all fall apart
and i know it's a waste of time
trying to turn water to wine

i know i don't want to make this real
i know already know how this ends
but i wish there was a way
to bottle you up
to save for the day
when this is all just pictures in my brain
playing like an old movie
soundtrack i can't get out of my head
subtitles in a language i no longer speak

negatives held up to the sun
blurry and incoherent
like my thoughts when you're around

but beautiful pictures
like people
find their way to the light
you develop me like a picture portrait
of someone you'll soon say you used to know
and i'm just a fool who is grateful
for having been able to sit in on your show

but i'll stay in the back
and i'll leave before the credits start to roll
so when the curtains close
i won't have to watch you go

blood runs thicker than water

but they don't mention
blood that's like a poison
infection passing through your veins
parasites are hard to evade
when they're part of your DNA

so we drink fresh water
keep gulping it down
until we drown in it
cleanse my lungs of this thick black smoke

family is not always a refuge but a dungeon

dark chocolate eyes
the kind that should have been mine
hips like the tide
move like that
make me smile
legs that keep going
have me looking longer than a mile
you wind me down
better than the strongest wine
but you go down smooth

the taste of your mouth
sweet like the strawberry kind
lips so soft it make you stop just to think about them

though your words cut deeper than a carving knife
i'd pay to hear you speak them one more time

make me question every ******* day
why the hell you aren't mine

baby i'd put myself in debt
just to hold you for a while
you say no amount of money
can buy your time
but when that hand
is on my thigh
it's you who colors my sky
painting right over my grey days
wish i knew you'd always
be by my side