Don’t go spilling lemon juice on my carpet
if you’re not asking to stay.
I love like
this,
hear me once and I’m an echo,
I will lock my fingers with yours
and swallow the key.
Don’t go changing every mind,
tying us into any web you can weave
I will pretend I know what I’m doing when
I’m lost with no light.
I am a product of staring up at endless skies
and thinking about you
Don’t go building catapults,
bringing stars down into your eyes
if you don’t want me to look at them.
Don’t go laughing and pin it all on me
when you have so many worlds to carry,
don’t go hanging weights on my words
when yours are just beautiful nothing.
Don’t go pulling strings I know you can see
just to cut them loose,
don’t go chasing sunsets and then
leaving me behind.
Don’t go dreaming halfways,
I don’t need anything
but this wanting might drive me insane.
Amazing
Amazing
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.