observatories

 i need you closer; i need you to love me as much as you love yourself. and to admit to yourself that i'm right next to you.

Our hearts beat in rhythm As we ride each other's storm, Toss me, toss me, catch me in your tempest; Show me the thunder in those eyes. I hope your lightning strikes more than once. I hope we never find the eye of the storm And the rising water carries us someplace We'll get caught in the rain again. Let's just lie together, soaked to the bone; Our lips are turning blue but we're smiling anyway. When the rain comes back we can just drown together.

i was afraid of the images tossing and turning in my head while i dreamed of being powerful; more than a shadow shaking in your bathroom mirror at 3am under the flickering fluorescent. & under the crumbling drywall i read about people who've died & come back. a shock brought them back & they decided to live fearlessly because they knew there'd be nothing waiting for them. but i'm alive & i can't find the will to find something worth living for.

i kind of love you at a distance where i can feel you like a fairy-tale i can almost read on fading pages. i've been telling lies to myself, saying it was better. and i'd be lying if i said this separation did anything but fuck up every word; i mean there's no love in control or in this invasion of every last shred of my confidence

all the rough edges of your face are silhouetted by the stars as you move in rhythm with my heart & remind me how we’ve come so far. it’s the way you bring me in with your sharp intakes of breath that pulls me deeper in love with every rising of your chest. & every longing sound from you that makes me feel strong comes out like a melody that will forever be our song.

will you ever do something about the way i can't tell you what i want? or will you shut me up while i lose myself alone in your bedroom closet with stars in my eyes; i ask you if you love me as tall as the trees & you say “i love you” & ask me if i'll ever grow up. what will you do when i say that i love you more than the core of the earth & more than the dirt & the atmosphere; when you can’t even figure out that i’ve seen other worlds in you– that you’re the reason that there’s galaxies in my eyes & a black hole in my chest.

Nineteen. bruised all over and kicked to the ground   I am the girl who stands in the spotlight so don't you ever point a finger at me and say / im not a star / When i fight / i fly /    and ill use both tooth and nail for this - for my country my people my fame      How dare you call me a child when /you don't know/ how much I've lost for this War, everyone who says life isn't a game is lying to you. Life is a game and i know how hard you have to play if you dont want to  lose If you don't want to cry every night feeling like you could do / better/ Theres always a new level to fight and if youre not on my side -- then you'd be

i remember noticing your breasts how they were larger than mine how i imagined my hands fitting over them or if they could fit over them ; i remember asking myself if this is what lust is if the memory of your hair smelling like clean sheets                                and cheap conditioner if that was enough to convince me i was falling for you ; i had never kissed a woman before you— before you I was wrapped up in used condoms                                and masculinities as fragile as my words now i’m wrapped up in you and when and if and how i can touch you ; i'm wrapped up in you                                an

After everything, there's still an image that haunts me, friend; you in a burgundy kimono, decorated with cherry blossoms and crape myrtles. Holding a long, thin cigarette-holder in one hand; looking too sophisticated for this day and age, you were sending those ghost-signals, the clouds of your breath, into the humid Kyoto spring-air. Boy, you looked otherworldly, to make matters worse; making it even more absurd, this fascination I couldn't seem to shake off, no matter how hard I tried.. Because for sure, it couldn't be normal, could it? For sure, I couldn't be tripping all over the place, stumbling on my words; so out of luck, out of ch

you’ve got the heart of a lion in a glass chest