Like Movie Memories

You float, we float, in my head.

Even though this bridge is broken.

You said, I said, that we were dead.

But I seem to have just woken.

We intertwine, slowly

Rough copper wires in the sun

In the dark, we are glowing,

The shine, the rust, all one.

These flashes, of fantasy

They sear, they linger,

Don’t know if it’s just a memory

As I feel your lips on my fingers.

I can see your eyes glinting

In this soft slow song

Your movements, they are hinting

That this is right, but it’s mostly wrong.

We ignore the cuts of the whip

Because we laugh together,

And as we take this drunken sip

We feel as light as feather.

We feel like two blades of grass

Yet we’re different blades,

Our greenness, it might come to pass.

As we rush through everglades.

We’re tired, we’re lonely,

We’re sunken so low

We mirror each other

In this fluid snow.

Yet our actions are different

We can’t be the same

Because you can’t accept

And I can’t be tamed.

And as these tangled vines unravel

And sing this dirge to the spirit

In my veins it begins to travel

That everything but my heart is in it.