September 25, 2010

i wrote this for you.

close the door behind you,
dim the light a little.
now show me the world as seen from the stars.
tell me from the start.
i am wary of eyes upon all my scars.

orange freeway night light into your incision,
i came here expecting to nothing,
i am glad that you agreed to come along this journey.
so thank you for being that kind of girl.

your love is an endless flow of water,
and an orange crab,
a green mark that i wear all upon,
would never cease.

- he says.