I feel your racing heart.

My liquid, silver arms extended.

These waves aren't far apart.

Black gold in clawfoot tarps, unchanging.

I am fire; where's my form?

Whisper crimson; I intrude.

There's light beneath your eyes.

New overtones in view.

Endless form, endless time.

If what they say is true,

you are a shadow in the fourth dimension.

To float away with you,

we see the corners where nothing happens.

While we drifted we were one.

Ceilings lifted; walls were gone.

You speak the language of the plenty, fluttered things.

All your leaves were meant for me.

The love that every person wants to be.

Stuck together, I don't like revealing secrets.

I'll live inside your lips if you won't laugh.

I'm leaving hands on rotten fruit at last.

Fallow fingers, there's a surface I can count on.

She'd fit inside my heart and take it over,

Till her cape got blown into my red, red lungs

Either there's a purpose,

or I'm heading out at breakfast.

Take a drink, take a drag.

One more coffee, ugly hat.

No more mirrors, woolen bag.

And I am gone.