tanned thighs
perfect music and perfect laughs
your house sits on the hill where the bay lies
grassy and stretching down to where the water runs like a marathon medalist or a
tidal pool circling around to reach its tail
you tail me too, when we chase each other on these fine white sands
tail me, I dare you,
get me, adore me
like you do at 3 in the morning when you have me on the counter to sing to and look at me
fanned nights, palms in the sticky air of a summer evening
spread like cards on the low table
heat simmering like breakfast at 4, which we take with us
to have on cracking shells and blacked feathers along the shore
I see your skin, soft, pulling sand—your fingers—sifting beaches, straining them easily
warmer than the sun—your eyes
august nights that bring the fight into you
you’re talking nonsense, but it makes perfect sense because it’s you
rosy cloud matter hangs above ‘till I’m under glass surfacetops, at the bottom of the sea
but I wake up just above it
to be a floater—streaming boater girl, always
really, just watching you, down with another, passion firing your eyes, unlocked
I watch as I do butterflies
wild and free to fly
it’s okay, I told you
you’re suntanned and you’re mad
you’re talking, like you do
but it’s okay
because you’re free

Kiss me in the rain,
under the stars of the night.
Look me in the eyes and let me feel your soft thunder,
your smile as bright as the stars above.

Let me float between the earth and the sky,
Darling you make me feel so alive.
Don't be shy, tell me what you think
and I swear I’ll never let you sink.

In my dreams I danced with you again,
like that one day in the summer,
where it all began.

And in that moment,
lying beside you means everything to me.
The weight of the world lifts,
and I am happy with nothing more
than You, and me, and this night.

                    Let's free those butterflies in our bellies,
                    and let our hearts evolve together

Recurrent dreams of butterflies; my inner vision sings.
I saw my very happiness dancing on the wind.
Metallic iridescence like a precious living pearl;
Their wings receive the sun as they gracefully unfurl.
My fumbling hands swat the air to cage my merriment
But wings of bliss are transient, so my joys must end...
Waking from my reveries I find myself content
That butterflies and happiness will visit me again.

butterflies would always find me
in the dark

butterflies would always find me
to break my heart

butterflies would always find me
in my deepest dreams

butterflies would always find me
everytime somebody would leave

Your smile wakes the butterflies in my heart,
Eyes like honey, like art
Lips so sweet, I could kiss them all night
If you get any closer, I just might.

Your hip is pressed to mine
As the stars above us shine,
I touch your heart.
And you touch mine.

They say at the moment before your death,
You will have a piece of life flash before your eyes.
I wonder if it will catch my baby’s breath,
Or my very first butterflies.
I hope I will see all that is good,
Not my first love, but my last.
I hope I do not see the horrors of my childhood,
Or if I do, I hope it goes fast.
When my time comes, I hope it is filled
With all the I love
And all that I have fulfilled,
Warming my heart like a woollen glove.