Written at a little Barefoot Concert to Make You Love Me Again
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Acoustic music makes me sick,
because the sound of it never becomes anything but
so sweet and lovely;
lovely like being outside and
just a little high and
thinking about ways that I could hold you in an elementary school playground;
lovely like being so in love with you and
able to express that in words and sounds and looks and touching.
Acoustic music makes me sick,
because my thoughts stop midmindfulness and
my words don't know the steps to their own dance and
you are so far away,
you are lightning that frightens but holds no threat of real danger, you are
too far away.
But I would rather you
shock through me than be
safe from your storm.