Sitting in a house made up of debt
causes me to recall times like bullets colliding
All those times I ignored the nagging feeling
of another episode ending, a memory forming
And then you were here, right here
next to me where I could physically touch you
But in that moment it was like watching something die right in front of me
because I would never be able to get it back
Because that moment is now a memory
And I can't touch a memory

"I went to the hospital"
        I remember
"I wanted to stop breathing so you'd come back"
        Don't say that
"I whispered your name when I was asleep"
        You did?
"That's what I was told when I woke up"
       You always have talked in your sleep
"I wanted you to come back"
        *I never wanted to leave

Let's make like smoke and float away
Ride underneath the marbled sky
I want to see the twinkling lights of the city
Like crushed gold and silver they'll glow
Let's go to a sandy beach that's like powered sugar
And dance in the water while the waves brush our feet
Let's make like birds and follow the stars
I want to hide away in a foreign bed
Tucked away underneath cotton sheets with you
In a city that locked with love
Let's just go and be done with the present

Hands like soft sandpaper graze my skin
Leaving trails of heat like sunlight
You placed your collage of kisses
                              
                                     Here
                                                            ­    
                                                                ­           And here
                        
       Also here

Like a treasure map all over my body
That eventually leads to my raw lips
That smile because those pale purple marks
Are play buttons that let me relive that moment

Let me kiss lips that are like ember
Let them smother me like smoke
Let them fill me like air

Let me wrap my arms around you like a ribbon
Let them hold you like clouds
Let them bind you like string

Let me love you like infinite stars
Let it intertwine us like lace
Let it shower us like pouring rain

People aren't beautiful
We're ugly
With hideous intentions
Like insidious black monsters hiding our skin
Some monsters want to take that little girl
Others want to see ripples of carnage laid out in front of them
Some simply want to steal away things that don't belong to them
There are a few that are free from that murky black hole
They are like prey sensing predators
But always aware of the disease that some of us are.