let's hold on like we used to
let's black out these scenes like teenagers
in other words let me be the universe
revolving around you.
i want to feel the warm breeze
which still numbs my feet and curls my hair
in the spaces filling up the air we breathe;
indistinguishable from the taste of
oceans and insatiable afternoons of what
i call, loosely, love.
it tickles the skin of my arms
blurs the vision of your own eyes and
creeps down our spines
but we won't let it scare us, oh no
let's hold on like we used to
let's black out these scenes like
the scared adults we know we are
we ride buses at midnight to find our times