September 26, 2010

The Safety of Possibilities

It's safe to breathe
the toxins of my
city; its a pretty
city where the streets
re-play the melody of
our bodies folding into
torn and worn sheets

I am saying this
is safe; Allow these
fumes to play in
your chest for hours
as the waves of
my hair come crashing
down onto your lips
and into your hands
I am telling you...

You are the only
You already did something
to me; You did
something so beautiful that
my bones want to
collapse upon themselves and
dissolve into sweet honey
I want to simply
dip my finger into
the essence of what
this love could be

Anxious to taste it
If it's only possible.

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