Hey Vivian.
Vivian, Vivian.
Your name echoes in my veins
Vibrating through my body
Inhale exhale
There you are again
My nitrogen, crystal oxygen -
I crave too much.
In the dark of the theatre
We gaze into the screen as it plays Wes Anderson silent films
But half my mind is melted into the thought of our shoulders touching
Warm warm warm
I want to feel warm with you
Closer, touch you, look into you.
You whisper in my ears
Closer closer then you drift
All I can think of is your lips
Soft, subtle, grazing lips
Oh when will you introduce me?
When I touched your hands
I left it there
And it felt so nice.
Your piano hand, my violin fingers
Don't you see the fit?

Let's drive. If I could call you up right now at 1:55 AM and take you out *******, I would
I want to drive into the night with you
I want to rush into the city and find a hiding place
Way up high.
Where we can see the lights of our homes so far below.
In the dark

Maybe we could sit and lay next to each other for a while.
Sigh into each other's rhythms
Still and warm
We'll find honesty, trust and symmetry
You and I will completely forget the world and the people that judge,
forgive me for being cliché.
Maybe then I will finally tell you the truth.
Truths.
Truth!
What is the truth.
How do I even start with this?
Your eyes will listen to my slow forming words
Expectant
But

Oh ****
In hale ex hale I cannot do this
Nothing can stay the same
You are too dear to me
And I can't afford to loose you so
Please will somebody tell me
Tell me tell me
What to do
Because I'm dealing with moral imperatives and both feels like suicide to me.
Perhaps you can uncode
Me without any passing words

Could we ever go back the same route then?

Infatuation obsession  isolation
You are my idol.
I run across the river in flames but
Can it be too late to save me?

In too deep;

Only I don't mind it one bit.