Over and over the orchards burn
while we in turn cover our feet in dirt
and smoke the universe
With our fingers dipped in fire
we write our names along the wall
we will take to the wilderness
and be warm with euphoria
Seldom do you hold me close
It's only with remorse that you kiss away my warmth
take to the rooftops
throw away the world
drive me home
and forget to call me yours
Seldom are my actions not tinged with lonesome regret
I've never been one for words
especially when they are needed most
I talk with my hands in a language we all know but seldom enjoy
Lay with me upon my floor
place your hands where most won't go
cover my body with your own
a blanket that I call home
but I'm not yours
I’m not what want you want
just who you ****
not who you love