being warm is one thing


but if you feel like


you're standing on the


sun, you're gonna burn.





holding hands in August heat


slicksweat sliding like


you've run a marathon


and only have nine million miles


before my world revolves around you.





sex in summersunsets on the sand


water so close, to our ankles,


now our waists,


people so far, we're passing Venus


in a rush, and i'm only going


where you are.


thirty million miles passed


heartbeatquick


and my head spun loose


somewhere in Haley's trail.





lying naked on my bed,


with Earth rising in the distance


you tell me you love me,


and we crash into the sun.


everything revolving around


this space between two seconds


i freeze up, despite the solarflaring,


and stars explode in your eyes.





now they're clouded over,


a perfect green nebula


staring coldly from a space that used to


be the center of my universe.





stars explode on a whim


when people hesitate in


wishing they could hold them


for just one second.

07/10/2006

Posted on 07/10/2006
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