Saturday, December 22, 2012
planets collide
Such eyes
such lips
your skin on mine
was like a fire
your breath, your body
was like a furnace
I fell into you
little girl
were you burning for me
so many tried
so many failed
you didn't need keys
you didn't even knock
you knew you owned me
from the very beginning
what are you doing now
what conquests have you heaped
on your virgin body
what battles have you won
what percentage have you lost
are you still kind
do you still think of that abrasive,
fucked-up kid who had
too many ideas and too many bones to pick
do you still see him
monumental, ancient, sold-out
I think of you
I keep you in a box marked
"failure" with all the rest
your pieces never fit
you and I were perpetually broken
it's a wonder
you withstood me so long
maybe you were lured
by the same juvenile fantasy
by the same beautiful logic
that makes planets collide
maybe you still feel me
when the moon finds you lonely
or maybe you've won that war
maybe someday you'll remember me
still running in those ancient fields
still sixteen
still trying to beat the devil
still raging
still crying
still making believe
still partial to sad stories
because that's what you'll always be to me.
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