Someone told me that no one actually loves each other in high school. Then
                        What
                                  Is
                                     This
                                            Between us?

Strung together
  within lit poetry,
moon kissed
  constellations,
illuminating
   lovers midst
    fiery horizons,
as perplexed skies
     joined the oceans
to see what the
   star implosions
     were contemplating,
cosmoses metaphorically
   sparkled intentions
'pon pinnacles of darkness,
and the light of
   poesy was ignited

when the sun set on this
tiny german town we set out
we were forced to believe
nothing could stop us
and there was no sadness
or anger or madness or danger
then the sun returned
making a liar of that
recklessly whispering liquor

maybe i can find
the source of your golden glow
where the glass rewinds

there's no time to explain
white knuckled on building's edge
lemon-lime lemonade
pantomime playing charades
chuckling at the ******* name
the line outside sits and waits
you had a plan and we foiled it
just for good measure,
we dropped your top hat in the toilet

there's mold and dust
what was golden once
now cold and rusted
entrusted with fifth grade kisses
a list of lost kittens and *******
the bed at an unreasonable age
locked away
in a cage
in a cave
in a wave
of soda exploding
opening a lethal dosage
of emotion and
friendship is born again

today should be one of those fun
mundane take the lords name in vain
again and again kinda days