That was the way you and I spent our holidays. Dining on tulips and lavender.
I told you I wanted your motion to swing me upside down so I could see the heat of your heart reach your feet.
And then I felt your brain and ideas pile into the front seat of my car. And for a mile I thought I’d gone south. But I felt the chill of reality seep through the static in the radio and knew we’d done it again. We sewed our breath to each others’ and lasted the cold away.
She wisked up a tornado when I let her have the clouds and the grey
She shook night so hard that it turned into day.
She then grabbed the sun and bit in the middle
and now everything’s bigger then when it was little.
Your total spots leap into my skin where parties happen all the time. Never knew how many disco red there could be until I let myself look in the mirror. On and off you could have the lights blow up your circuit board in the spare bedroom closet. Like the fireworks that exist the most when it’s dark. where nothing matters except what makes the dark.
Because light always does. And that’s how we exchange between the two .
You’re my hero for breaking through what i was trying to make light of all this time.