X-a
A four year season
Of love lost and remembering regrets
How all your stars shine
Like no one has ever before
I can’t undo what’s been done
I can’t make what’s true, false.
But I can see what is there
And wish so many things over to you
I’ve buried all the self curses
you have damned yourself with in the backyard.
I’ve memorized giggles and sarcasm
From your uncherished smile.
And wide openly I bare this dormant heart
To shiver a pulse of pretty care-
My psychic somebody-
Over to you.
I don’t want perfection
I never know when to stop talking
Until yr breathing changes,
And it’s already too late.
