Sunday, March 2, 2008

Love, i'm sorry, Our Beach will have to wait.

you always were the boy of a thousand words
so sing to me
-about me-
and i'll promise not to notice

Remember when that camera flashed?
we both smiled so hopelessly
and though honey eyes and sad lips betray
(they always do),
I was faking.

your cheeks are too rosy
like someone pinched them
our famaliar rope-burns
evidence of carelessness and distraction

your right shoe is untied and
your mothers ring is on my favorite finger
you grab my shoulders and
a bold voice and calloused hands plead-
"neither sun nor moon can tear us apart"

you laugh at my wide eyes and crooked smile
i laugh at your bare feet and silly dreams
you have such silly dreams

sand on my cheek clings relentlessly
-the fatal kiss of summer-
and the last day hums its desperate melody
there's no fooling us now

i never imagined it this way

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