I started this one off
By thinkin' of what we must look like
Feel like, seem like
Smell like
Individually.
Together.
Apart.
Our own entities in my mind
Only to quickly grow bored with it
I've seen and licked
The dry lips of all that experience
A million times over before.

And I could say: "What if this is different?"
In such a whimsical capacity
Wrapped in a ribbon we called
Longing for secret expectations
But I drown the need for wedding veils
But roomie roo is right
I'll always long for that love of mine
To line in line, hand in hand
Adorn the metal armor I've got
With an assortment of flowers.

Those flowers though
With you
Theres somethin' interesting about the paintings hung all around us
I interview you like a grungy journalist from the 90s
You said.
Curt Cobain
But everything changed
Your skin and hot lips runnin' a mile a minute
I furrow my brow cuz I'm thinkin real hard
I'm twirlin' every bit of information
I've got your raps and rhythm runnin around in my head
You've got the deepest biggest message
A flashlight in your hand.

I told you last night just hold onto your hat
You've spoken the same words
Cut up in tiny fractures of glass
We know colored in red wine and graffiti filled fury
For my soul, my heart, my purpose.

You got my black lipstick on your lips last night
As everyone else walked away we dropped
Our professional kickin' it facade
Not that we don't or we won't
But you wanna examine my rings and things
And laugh when I say somethin
Cuz you keepin secrets of your musings.

I've got steel cut boots and knives like arrows
My hair wild fire with dragons for hours
Body like a water nymph with no teacher
I got so much to give but have grown so weary

So I won't ever ask or hope
For you
Or for this
To be different
You explain polygamy to me cuz you wanna strain
The need to be in a relationship with
Oneself.
The independent quality of deep solitary souls
And for once
For once

I nod my head back and understand.