I would have rowed to you
had you not rowed to me, to the city
inside our heads and outside our bodies
and one cracked knuckle was there,
the welcoming committee –
we are inside, we are inside we are in
the most delicious parts of you and me
I breathe in some scent,
fly into another sector, another crevice
thinking love does the strange things:
I would have rowed to you had you
not rowed to me – I would have
rowed to you had you not rowed to
me. And we drown in each other, baby.
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 10:56 PM UTC
I would have rowed to you
had you not rowed to me, to the city
inside our heads and outside our bodies
and one cracked knuckle was there,
the welcoming committee –
we are inside, we are inside we are in
the most delicious parts of you and me
I breathe in some scent,
fly into another sector, another crevice
thinking love does the strange things:
I would have rowed to you had you
not rowed to me – I would have
rowed to you had you not rowed to
me. And we drown in each other, baby.
