traced

words traced like bones and the grooves on skin, the way you

move

your hands they fly in songs and your face

neck

you rise.

you take me with you sometimes you take my hands

and you move them with yours and in those moments

in those songs

the kind of power that music holds

i am a part of your body.

-

it blows

my mind.

-

perhaps if i move my fingers over these lines long enough

commit them to memory and know them as a musician knows his own composition or a poet her own words

the knowledge that they exist

the recollections of the taste texture flow and directions of your body

will be enough to comofort when i am in pain or need or simply without

i have to question what else it is that draws me to you.

-

i remember such honesty

a wind of such violence

you are

poison.

you are so

tasty.

-

theres a possibility of you being all i could ever ask for.

there are so many ways in which you don't even come close.

-

but you were there

and there was comfort

a home.

-

tracing lines and it's truth.

something in there is a reality of myne, is something that i am familiar with and something that i am

deserving of.

-

somewhere in their is my worth.

somewhere in their is that girl

the girl who was scared of her best friends book.

-

somewhere in there, or rather outwards...somewhere in the image you present

is the girl i have tried my whole life to be.

somehow you give her breath

thats truth

thats whats real

the ideas

the phantom seas.

-

it's such a high

such a

trip

so charged.

nothing else even comes close.

-

how did i acquire you?

hmmm...i'm never going to understand it.

you make life.

-

without you my life wouldn't have happened i remeber how it felt

i remember now

the feelings

the

this is the reason for eerything, i have existed, my birth was planned to bring me back to you

reunited.

and thats what it is.

thats why we can't get enoug of eachother.

i've been waiting for you since forever.

you've been there always.

you will be there always

(who does she talk to could be any number of people)

piano notes

i need to play the piano

tomorrow

i need to express

something

i need to find whats raw

i want to run to you again

-

we're both just selfishly seeking something that fills the void.

selflessly giving.

-

could never understand it

will you ever understand it

get up.

-

you shouldn''t get so easily offended.

i shouldn''t be so defensive

so cruel

sometimes

(i don't know why)

-

the guilt that you carry

guilt

apologies

what are you really sorry for?

we're all an embarrassment to ourselves.

swimming in regrets and question, uncertainty

space between words between rendesvous

-

some songs take me right into you.

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