she watches the boy with green eyes nursing his drink sadness meeting peace when he looks up
a cigarette smoldering between his ******* and the one he uses when he wants to say he's okay
god he slurs
and you're not sure and he's not sure if he's talking to his reflection in the mirror behind you or if he's trying to reach an empty grey sky
pour him some more burning gold steady his hand when he raises the glass with the imprint of his silent lips and smile without expecting him to give you one
god he says again i'm ******
and you deduce that he must be talking to the sky beyond this ceiling weighed down with mood lighting capturing the shadows of lovers becoming friends and friends becoming lovers
aren't we all?
he smiles finally sardonically wisely he's given in to the ignorance he supposes you have
let's go home.
the emptiness in his weighted touch at the small of your back shatters like the glass that falls from his hand
words move like a memory of golden light reflecting off a silver mirror and falling across white roses
petals break off and land scattered on the words strung together with an angry line over and over until you can only make out the tops of the letters like l k h f and t the bottoms of the letters like y and g and the dot hovering over the i
the recurring full stops commas in strange places frequently
if it were a line on life that was touched by the light the feather-touch of crumbling rose petals what would the stabbing line crossing through mean?
you fall in love with the way your fingers run through my tangled hair
you fall in love with how the skin against my jaw feels against your thumb when you turn me to face you
you fall in love with the green of my eyes- like the sea when it's lonely- with the grey of my eyes- like the sky before it cries- with the blue- the second colour of my every bruise
you fall in love with the mystery hidden behind pale lips- slowly like the way you smile
you fall in love with the shape of my legs and plane of my stomach- i often say no thank you (i am starving)
you fall in love with my mind like a puzzle you can't get enough of (when you eventually put me together you will find a piece missing)
you fall in love with my heart kind words flowing like a river warm like the sun in winter
you fall in love with my thirst for words
will you be there when i comb the knots out of my hair?
will you be there when my jaw is too obstinate to move?
will you be there when my eyes are closed (or can't) or when they act like a thunderstorm in summer?
will you be there when you've gotten up after falling quickly?
will you be there when i can't move or after i say yes again?
will you be there after the puzzle becomes shuffled?
will you be there when my heart freezes over for a day and nothing (anger if anything) and covers my moving river?
flames moving across our feet make us dance in the grey light
pulling us in separating us and filling our minds with words pressed like the flowers we press to our lips when we are uncertain hiding under the absence of the moon
sparks falling and landing in our hair shattered pieces of home made fire crackers
kiss the mark better please before it leaves a scar mirroring the crack in my heart
an old man with eyes the colour of silver told the boy with lies lacing his tongue that it was more difficult to apologize when it was meant than when it wan't and that it was easier to forgive someone you cared little for than someone you loved