SYNONYMS FOR STARLIGHT
May. 14th, 2014 12:35 pm1
i want you to chase the celestial surf with me -
curve the lines of your ribcage over the cracks in mine
snake your fingers underneath my heart and squeeze like you care
2
my voice carries to an inch underneath where the sky finishes
yours envelopes every star and weaves round every heartbeat;
worms its way between creatures in love, nestles
in the tingling crest of every breathed out caress
3
the nighttime was made for you. i sewed its edges tight
to keep it in place over your crumbling mind, so we both can sleep.
4
i think we were supposed to drink the breath of ghosts here.
i don’t know. i don’t know where your whispers finish and mine begin.
5
i’m not made like you. nebulae do not leak from my pores,
i’ve never tasted what your trembling breaths feel like,
or seen how the insides of your lungs look while you’re sleeping.
6
i’ve been watching the moonlight break your eyes and your heart
the sky swoops down around you and somehow i get caught in stars
8
the night is young and old and we are as timeless as we can be.
this stratosphere can only hold us as long as we hold one another.
one final question,
please will you fly over every metropolis with me?
i want you to chase the celestial surf with me -
curve the lines of your ribcage over the cracks in mine
snake your fingers underneath my heart and squeeze like you care
2
my voice carries to an inch underneath where the sky finishes
yours envelopes every star and weaves round every heartbeat;
worms its way between creatures in love, nestles
in the tingling crest of every breathed out caress
3
the nighttime was made for you. i sewed its edges tight
to keep it in place over your crumbling mind, so we both can sleep.
4
i think we were supposed to drink the breath of ghosts here.
i don’t know. i don’t know where your whispers finish and mine begin.
5
i’m not made like you. nebulae do not leak from my pores,
i’ve never tasted what your trembling breaths feel like,
or seen how the insides of your lungs look while you’re sleeping.
6
i’ve been watching the moonlight break your eyes and your heart
the sky swoops down around you and somehow i get caught in stars
8
the night is young and old and we are as timeless as we can be.
this stratosphere can only hold us as long as we hold one another.
one final question,
please will you fly over every metropolis with me?