I’ve felt worse
but I feel the curse of knowing what I shouldn’t be.
I’m like this and You’re like this-
we’ll all feel, all together.
Yes, this mess is mine.
I take my time, You take your time.
Just take Your time.
& if you need
the bees, the bees, the bees,
there will be time to just cry.
& the words they sting like a stump of old wasps,
when You are home You can do as you please.
I like your looks when you get mean
I don’t mean to seem like I care about material things,
My knees were just trying to reach You.
believe in ghosts & set them free,
And I have a question:
are You also frightened?
good silence means we’re home.
And I have a question:
am I really all the things that are outside of Me?
this rhythm that’s up in my head
this rhythm it needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom-
all this movement has just proved your kisses are too fine
You & Me & Me & You
I don’t mean to seem like I care about material things,
sometimes I don’t know where that crush high goes.
And I have a question:
would You like to see Me often?
I want to walk around with You.
come walk around with Me.
When you look at me with Your brown eyes
if I think too fast, take what's in my head when there’s no one watching.
From one moment to a next
I was dreaming of just you-
You are visiting beds, You are visiting mine.
now I think it's all right; We're together.
if I could just leave my body for the night
then we could be dancing;
no more missing You while I’m gone.
