there's something about the movies that screams intimacy to me
i don't mean rented flicks on a tv screen
i mean popcorn and soda straws
hands sticky from sweets
gum stuck lazily on soft red folding seats
and a fabric wall that looks like a tablecloth

come and see a movie with me
the dark is a safe place to touch my hand
and when the characters on screen step outside
and our faces are painted in colored light
you'll remember that you did
and then you'll smile
and i'll know

it's safe to cry in theaters, isn't it?
safe yes, because the reality on screen
is not reality itself
people cry all the time at things of fiction and fancy–
it's the real things that scare them past the point
of letting emotion spill

sit with me at a movie
watch with me a reflection of the world we live in
or don't live in
whichever the case may be
i want to get lost in a story together
one that both does and doesn't belong to us
but that we're allowed to explore regardless

and anyway
i know the dark is the safest place
the safest place to touch your hand