Tuesday, January 24, 2012

come take a walk in the pouring rain

this world that i live in is strange and dark red so that sometimes i cannot see.  here i am anyways, unraveled at the stairs, sleeping by a fountain, hold my hand please so that i do not walk away in my sleep.  she called me moonshine and she loved me in the shadows of a river.  she loved me so sweet and so soft and her skin was like honey and milk and she was a child of the sun, the clouds were her best friends.
she said we could flood the street with love or light or heat.., whatever.
she told me to lock the grown-ups out, cut a rug, kiss and scream, leave your legs, make it rain.  she told me the stars will rise again.