i don't want to be alone with me.

03/08/2009

your words make my lips quiver
jealous they didn't speak them
your eyes fall to unsteady lips
and with your mouth you keep them.
in your hands a promise lies
to not let us grow old.
i like when you kiss me
because only then am i not cold.
your heart's boiling over
and your lips have a third degree burn
my ear's adorned with bandages
there's a lot that i have learned.
my throat hurts from nearly bursting
from all the things i can't say
stand me in the middle of the sea
for i'm already swept away.
you're a man, i'm a peacock
but we're birds of the same feather.
there's lots of things to drown in
my dear, forget the weather.
i feel something in me beat again
and i'll wear it on my sleeve
even if the wind picks up outside
i hope you don't have to leave.
because without you, i return
to a constant, incessant shivering
and i don't know if my mouth moves
without my lips quivering.