Hide me in your curves to show me on your chest
Fold me within your arms and say 'I love you' in a breath.
Watch me paint the night from the words you said
making the patch of lawn a temporary bed

To kiss is to express and to look is to dive-
into the deep end of the ocean blue eyes of your love I've been deprived.
Caress my smile and feel my racing beat
Each night I am only yours, my demons you did defeat.
So with your lips tasting of goodnight
let's crash together after the fireflies dim their lights.

Teach me, reach, for my hand
Preach in the darkness as you show me your land
This is bad rhyme but look at the time.
I can undoubtedly profess-
I've surely got the best partner in crime.

You could have a thousand shades to describe
A sunset that won you photograph of the year
Stil without flight we dazzle your angle
Careless to say we shine the shades
But you never thanked the rigs that pulled those shades

In simple terms
The shades draped over with clouds
Could not be as brilliant
To the scattered fractures that are
Not boastful, just gleaming
A handful of shades
With a hint of tomorrow peering through

America's in quarantine
until further notice, the red white and blue folds to
Double over and rid it of the hypocrisy
Stained glazed gates with half empty pockets-
Wedged between the vents of
the ones venting to control the temperature of the heads that are rolling
Soiling to morph these colors
that do not belong to them, but to the homes of the brave
Who end up voiceless, pinned up and victimized
And that police report never got filed
Diffuse into the gravel to decay
any hope of pride we still claimed

Medals crashing, holding, fasting
Lonely in the halls
I'm enveloped by this harmonious nightmare
and isn't that what life is coded out to be.
These medals, they come crashing, holding and fasting
Starving out ot be of honor
And I'm okay with that idea-
Fetching, tearing, withering away

To give to something better
Even if you won't remain any longer
Because when we're dead
nothing holds us above each other then
And I'm okay with that-
So live life like a celebrity
'cause in the end, you might as well have been one
And I'm okay with that.

With this flame
I tread water
And with these strokes
I'm hitching it on the road through the burned zones
As a toothpick forest drops from the strings to ***** the sky that
Held no water rain
but rained down ******
For
I tread water with this flame

We missed the showers by a night
To crumple together into this human ball
Or breaths and pecks and soft love, touching *******

I want to call it 9:30 again
Turn the lights out and slide
Into bed, with your hands rwching for mine
Hearing your soft smile through the pitch dark

You make me feel human
Capable of emotions other than rejection and resentment
You make me feel wanted
As though I'm something special and
It makes me cry.

The aftermath
is almost worse than the surprise and maybe
It's just me-
Wrecked after every time we hang out
Becoming so close and intimate and vulnerable with you
Getting into the mindset that we'll be this way for a good while
But we wake up, like a one night stand
And we have to say goodbye
It wrecks me

But it's demanding to be felt now
So I will not hold back even though I'm weak
And I realize after you leave each time
That I'm alone, in a new city, friendless, homeschooled
I don't really have a life anymore
And maybe that's why
Waking up is the worst part
Because we have to throw clothes on a just say goodbye

And I want to steal you for more than a couple hours in an afternoon
Or for a night
I'm clingy and I don't want to let you go.
Because even though I know it's not
It feels like we are so separated. And

It kills me every time I know you left and are doing your life thing.

The aftermath is sometimes worse than the surprise for me.

In a kiss I taste star dust
A super nova teaming within you
Through a glance I play out black holes in your pupils
Finally grasping what it is to return home-

-Fire soaring to lick at the domed painting that's repainted each night
Afflicting our compass rose as the grass
Lifts graciously to Heaven like God himself is runnning his hand through it
And his rain splatters all around the embers

Let me return you back home
Stumbling, fumbling for the door
Where God sleeps
And angels play
To clap our thunder
And stomp the rains
Onto this compass rose grass

I'll bring the false keys to keep us out forever
With your lips glazed a constellation
Moon speckled freckles across your back
And super massive black holes appearing in each blink
There's no need to be a part of God's Factory
Let's be held here in this space between
Compass rose grass arching to flow under our heels
And the sky bowing to us

Let me take you almost home
Where there's a hazy pink shadowing us
Allow me to escape capture
Gather the shameless beauty you hold and lay it over the horizon

And let me take you almost back to home-

City storms and maddening proposals
why not stay simple and kiss
No extravagent nights hitting the shops
"But the economy dropped" you hear
Then lets follow  back to simpler rooms
To the uncut fields  and
life support barn frames that glint softly
through the cowboy hat reflections
Take to the tire swing dragging over seams of the hurt skies
Scraping the bottom of the barrels

Go to the old country and in
our eyes
the metalic skin does not envy us
For it has novels it wrote to speak

Lets make it new again
Pulling the ashtray clouds
And gasoline tears through the messy cottontails
Let us not be caught as we adventure
Inside thickets of pasts and childhood books