no one warned me about how pretty bad ideas can seem at their time of inception
i called you babe
last night in a dream
you stuttered but said love
what do you need?
and made me your heart
and i felt whole again
by being just yours
every hair on end
you took my hand
and we saw the town
it was yellow and red
blue waves crashing down
you held me under shutters
and the sun was cool
we lay in bright shadows that
cover only me and you
we lived in that summer
and i loved your arms
and they fixed me up
but then broke my heart
and now it's so dark
a black and white life
till i fall asleep
and you color my night
This poem is about:
Me