For just a second there we punctured impressions into each other
clinging together like sap, saturation…
I fell into your eyes and tripped over your heart.
You snuff my breath with whispered swords that goes something like: I am different. Here, right now, from all you have extinguished.
You say unwanted boys would never learn how to keep love, they don’t deserve unconditional attention, they are forgotten – who weren’t good enough.
But I feel emancipated ejecting intellectual discourse- to somehow subjugate a patented fate-matter; and reason- why we minimize so accordingly, in dreamscapes at airports, where the mural-length glass panes are portals to where we end up, and our expanse- like a walk to freedom.
Please don’t say that, not unless we can stay enchanted and your smile, it lit up my life brighter than fire works on the harbor, sadly I could only feel the heartbreak of those who have not yet experienced you.
And you can't love a self-punishing masochist because he won't let you.
I was born without rose-colored glasses - to really understand worth. I was worth your countless compromises, gratifying as pornography. But you did teach me mess accumulation socially tangible Tran animation eating in bed the madness of indecision love at fatally close sight and life after love.
You’ll always be more than enough for me; you are a mystery- absolute in the world. I'm insubstantial, narco-bound, staggering to translate the sun>