we've had golden teeth and could chew on diamonds 
as if they were candy,
and we could dance inside our fingers
and they combine, they form zippers
and our hands are not cold, they are not purple yet
and the sky is not quite red but our eyes are fire
and i am crawling through the door to someone else's life
and you don't have to love me anymore,
i release you and i 
will swim alone. 

02/14/2011