The serpent slips
into my veins,
and whispers thoughts
into my brains.
I don't know
which way to go.
I am just a nomad soul;
a naked trip,
a change and a chance.
Lay me with your
premade dance.
I'll put my snake
in a cage
for a while.
Touch my heart
with frozen smiles,
drip-drop, dreams,
and similar things
creep into my eyes
as I walk
another way --
some place that is light;
a fading song
with rearview mirrors,
contacts clearer --
I will keep in line,
the velvet and divine;
you are kissing my spine;
Shine with me.
Dine with me.
No more serpent,
only seas.
But, everything looks perfect
from far away;
and I am so close.
Do you hear me breathing?;
a stomach so heavy.
I am a queen,
and you're feeding me.
You found me in the dungeons,
and now I am free.
A wondrous throne
of transformation,
but none the less --
an innovation.
Will evolution
do us well,
or drown us in pity
and other sad things?

Into the darkness
I've gone...
and stayed...
for far
too long.

Into the light I've been,
and felt happiness...
deep within
my skin.

Now where do I stand?
Somewhere between,
with one,
in each hand.

Will I fall?
Will I stand tall?

Neither.

Limbo is where I sleep...live, DIE.
and stay...
until I find
a way
*to be me.

The truth is every time you start to fade from the front of my mind
You say something sweet,
Something unexpected
That just knocks me out.
You can reach into my heart and move things around.
Nobody else can do that.
You're in here with me, right up against every part that never sees the sun.
There aren't words for this, this joy that crawls up my throat and makes tears well along with my smiles.
I can't hold it, I can't handle it,
How much I love you.
Never could.
I used to shake when you would touch me-
When ever.
I've loved since, but never like an earthquake, never like a mountain crumbling into the sea.
Nothing moves me like you do.
I swear, you could unmake me by the atom
Pull every little part of me apart
And I'd love it.
You could stand in front of me and say you loved me
And with your words you could separate every molecule of me
Until I burst like a dying star.
I talk in constellations, of you.
You are too immense to speak of with anything but the stars.
I could laugh or cry, or both, from how much I only want you
To be here and hold me,
To demolish our walls and turn me inside out.
You could smash me like glass
And I could be a thousand beautiful diamonds of razor sharp.
Maybe if you grind me to dust with your gravity
I will be small enough to fit the closest to you
That anything has been.
Maybe I could become a shade, and step forward,
And be in exactly the same place as you.
Maybe our hearts could overlap and sync up,
And maybe then I wouldn't long, with a terror and an ecstasy that melts me inside,
To be closer
Closer
Closer
To you,
No matter how entwined we are.

How do you do?
I sit and look at you --
Something that quacks
is a duck,
but you are not a mirror;
you have no frames,
no glass,
no sharp edges,
but you do have a reflection,
and it looks just like me.
So, how do you do?
Do you stare back at me too?