All of my life, too late
Till you showed up with perfect timing
Stars are shining
Flames are igniting
Let's get giddy
There's no way out of this hangover
When your eyes got me woozy i was sober
I can see that fervour in your eyes
Is it true that you love me?
I dare you to kiss me
with everyone watching
I dare you to touch me.
Let's do it again
It's truth or dare on the dance floor.

Another night set to be stuck in your head
Where your heart stabs at your consciousness
begging for you to listen
and your mind whispers just hold
on a little longer
Until this storm passes
You've always had a hard time standing still when someone looks at you with soft eyes and open arms
It's best to run
until your chest feels tight
and your lungs fill with lost love letters
Touches can be void of affection
and feel so much better
than if they were laced
with expectations and promises
and fear
So turn over your pillow
so it's cool side presses against your skin
and pretend you're not alone tonight

I'm biting my tongue
Tasting blood
If I plug my ears
would the internal conflict stop
Digging nails in deep to lying skin
smelling of burning insecurities
If I hold on tight
to previous inhibitions
would it stop me from screaming into lost eyes
and sympathetic ears
the hardest part of being kind
is tearing yourself apart
for the sake of a smile

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you say you have a "thing for wings"
do you think of yours, generous angel?
I think you must be, lights shines in you so bright
Unimaginable, undefined supercluster of you
your love spirals out like glowing nebulas,
building mass of starstorm, dustcloud life
you are the same makeup as a star
and I see you shine so bright.
I cannot imagine a universe without such beauty as to fly
with wings as bright and full of life as our milkyway
and with a universe so inclined to beauty and wonder
it is no wonder you exist
you had to, somewhere, somewhen stars shine in city skies
not willing to be dimmed, only to add more light.
to yours and theirs, when my science can only
understand you on a smaller scale.
I'd have to create more to understand you,
but I think I'll be okay in awe alone
because you are a wonder, and I'd just like to watch your rays

Sexuality is not limited to
unacceptance
it is our *discovery

I'm sleeping in your hoodie because I don't want you to be mad at me, even though I understand why you are. And I'm running to my words, who've failed me just this once, to try and apologize to you. I'm very small tonight, swimming in the sweatshirt sea of you while fearing that I've popped our balloon and no amount of hot air apologizes will lift it off the ground. Would you forgive a rightly aimed shell of anger when you know I didn't understand even if you don't because I know the shock of pain takes so long to tear down. If the day is set to be gray, does the moon warn the sun to put on a sweatshirt, direct rain down a face?

Take it into your own hands,
Take responsibility;
Grab the tiller, make your plans,
But you wouldn't if you were me.