Travel and tell no one, live a true love story and tell no one, live happily and tell no one, people ruin beautiful things.

your edges swept against the willow way eyes of men who speak the most divine finding thoughts under street lights a man in the softest day breaking in acid rain you feel a sign i find your truth in words from stutters to shattered thoughts the way arms tense and lips flutter pink of your skin caressing the hairs on your head i transcend with you in the outer of sense breaking trends to break space touching our bodies in metaphors i break into bits kissing the lips of a dangerous bend reminisce in the memories of sleepless nights bodies grazing men screaming crazy dancing in the night you and i twirling in and out of consciousness below the stop light

I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —