I've found myself again in this place,
Alone with you.
Just the rocking bodies of sweat stained Lucifer beating against our chests,
And there you are,
Right next to me,
But I don't find you in my grasp nor in my thoughts.
Only can I live, as I have before, so I try to think
But I can’t help wanting to escape.
And so there we are,
Just me and you.
And the gyrating bodies of adolescent lust lashing out with open fists and closed lips,
But I can't hold you in my arms
Or place your teeth to mine
Because your mouth interlocks so nicely with the world.
Can't I be the world?
Can’t I be the dream or the dream of dreams that never escapes your mind?
I thought I could, but you didn't know.
Here we are,
Just you and me.
And the turbulent manifestation of youth and ignorance on a dance floor,
Clasped by the ever weakening fingers.
It starts to slip into something else,
Something more
And I can't help but try to dive in after it.
But it's so much shallower then when I left my perch.
When I left in search of the one,
Or two,
I was left with zero
We are,
You and me,
The blessed babies of a tormenting world
And all I ever wanted to do was hold you in my arms just a little bit longer.
But the fire was to bright, and your eyes became a window.
The latch was shut, the cloud shone through
And I let myself fall to the glass,
Not knowing whether it could hold me or not.
My life was in its hands.
And it couldn't.
Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 4:39 PM UTC
I've found myself again in this place,
Alone with you.
Just the rocking bodies of sweat stained Lucifer beating against our chests,
And there you are,
Right next to me,
But I don't find you in my grasp nor in my thoughts.
Only can I live, as I have before, so I try to think
But I can’t help wanting to escape.
And so there we are,
Just me and you.
And the gyrating bodies of adolescent lust lashing out with open fists and closed lips,
But I can't hold you in my arms
Or place your teeth to mine
Because your mouth interlocks so nicely with the world.
Can't I be the world?
Can’t I be the dream or the dream of dreams that never escapes your mind?
I thought I could, but you didn't know.
Here we are,
Just you and me.
And the turbulent manifestation of youth and ignorance on a dance floor,
Clasped by the ever weakening fingers.
It starts to slip into something else,
Something more
And I can't help but try to dive in after it.
But it's so much shallower then when I left my perch.
When I left in search of the one,
Or two,
I was left with zero
We are,
You and me,
The blessed babies of a tormenting world
And all I ever wanted to do was hold you in my arms just a little bit longer.
But the fire was to bright, and your eyes became a window.
The latch was shut, the cloud shone through
And I let myself fall to the glass,
Not knowing whether it could hold me or not.
My life was in its hands.
And it couldn't.
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