#020719

I stand here freezing outside the place we once sat down. Misery has been swimming in my tears for a while now. Once I chased your butterfly kisses back when our hearts were in mint-condition. We went from a fling to a ring but the empty apartment with the smell of you is all there is left now to embrace with broken arms. But how about a moon-lit rendezvous in the park? Because I still hear the crying of kings in this tragedy. Weren't we safe from the bombs in my catacombs? Didn't Paris roam in our hearts like double rainbows on fire? Let me crawl back into your pocket, let's shoot the stars and say 'fuck it'. There should be a silver-lining to all this pining. I miss your smooth stomach sweetheart, let me tickle it real hard. Let me fly you to the moon and back, if you would be my baby? My Texas Tornado?More than a chink in your missing link? Well take the memory lane to secret cities where looking up is looking down. Let me put you on rotation back in Daydream Nation. We'll be glorious glamorous under scarlet skies, don't you know I'm still in love with your eyes? Strap me to the bedpost after drinking Tennessee Whiskey, babe and I'll serenade your beauty in bad french. Let's take the virginity of eternity and no more be neck-deep in nightmares. Pull me hard into your pleasures. Shock me with the bolts of your love. Or if not, please articulate your hate, your murder fantasies silhouetted by fate. Are you celestial or bestial? Do you want me incinerated or liberated? I mean: what's your intention in this dimension? Please follow the rabbit, it will be so much fun to laugh at intoxicated nuns and call the shots forever, far from the un-come-at-able orgasm of false fucking lives.