make sure
they have fallen in love
with
your spirit
first.
your body
second.

12 am
alone
it's times like these
i wish
i was silently
wrapped around
you

to me
your mind is a flower
blooming into a beautiful
freak of nature
& i love it
may i sniff the flowery aroma of your
thoughts

tell me the story
about how the sun
loved the moon so much
he died every night
to let her breathe

We had this club, and you were in it

and we kicked around with stones
in our pockets, and twine, and tied

things to other things, and once
when I found a pebble in my shoe

walking down by the river
which I knew you had put there

I mean the pebble

I stole that stupid bird you were holding
in your hand, untied its wings.