its hard to just come out and say hey i lied
i know its hard to take all that back . the imbalance left by too few truths. i’d love you anyway and wouldn’t second guess my decision to believe everything you say, in spite of the emotional deficit you’ve left me with. i wonder which i’d run to. the hair as it kisses your shoulders or the truth about all those nights. i need to be whole now as if any words from your mouth could save me i can still feel my feet getting stuck there in the plasticine lead filled pretty up you’ve laid there in order to ensnare. i’m there stuck. something still pushes me to grab your wrist and secure them next to me feeling your full weight over me. stretching my neck to meet you as you stretch your lips to utter everything i’m ever wanted to hear. no maybe we should slow down .let me sit up …okay ……..no i believe you, ……really its cool anyway because now you’re here and you’re ah….here so here let me open this wine………….
lies or not we missed that journey send off party with friends and family wishing well blowing kisses throwing grain and birdseed to be caught in hair no looky looky here under the dress in the long car for me and you and i want it so badly
i know this is intimate and what if i never get the chance…….i’m a tv show deputy fumbling with his gun breathing slowly and deliberately shuffling away after i’ve got their eye. i used to know how it goes. in many respects i’m sure i still do ,but i think i need an injection something that will allow me to feel again. a pill small and round to fit under my tongue like that gorgeous friend of mine with the house of a hundred guitars. the house of a hundred hellos, her smile is like new music that you find in your ipod music that moves you forcing you to to respond to change and volume, yeah………new music. this world will never run out of nature loving brunettes or guitar strings never be short of pianos and soft bread kneading hands with images like these i can forgive your lies now please forgive mine