we asked the soldiers to take us away

with their shiny guns and fire eyes and you asked them

to interrogate me about why

we put flowers in barrels and how did we really even 

start this. we planned on taking over the world

and opening windows so we could breathe for just

a little bit longer. we were confined to only

knowledge no one really cared about but

we thought it mattered. it felt like

the earth had stop revolving and 

revolutions were occurring inside my skull

like children with new ideas on how to make

their parents happier. thoughts turned into words

and here we are standing naked in front of each other

and i don’t recall knowing about your smile.

crawl onto my skin and tell me every one of your secrets; write them within my veins so i know when your blood begins to turn red again.

kiss me gently because i forgot what it feels like to feel this feeling

and i don’t want you to feel the scars on my lips.

so come away, and turn my words into

actions because tomorrow morning

we’ll tell everyone about the stars and how they

never seemed to go down and how

it felt so ******* good to speak without

speaking and read each other like our favorite books

next to the fire of december.