That lunar sphere hangs
like a sliver of silver.
It boils my thin blood & nullifies my exotic fear until
We can dance ritualistically
through cobweb covered streets towards those
Blissfully
Rejuvenating steps backwards.
This nocturnal plague intoxicates us  
into a fugue state of ruthless fever dreams
that visualize memories of our young past.
Grip me close for this ferocious leap into
the Night's chill.
Breath me like you never have.
I try to scream.
I only howl.

Rocketship
Pistol on my hip
Quick Shooter
No Hitter
One Hitter
Quitter

Express the depress
in your chest
scribble scrabble
blither blather
doesn't matter.

I’ve never known black and white
I can’t be one or the other
I’m the in between
In the gray is where I voice my opinions
The “it depends” or “sometimes” is often my vocabulary
I have strong opinions, yes, but
None of them are right or wrong
Black or white
It just wasn't how I grew up
I learned that nothing is one or the other
They’re both

You've helped me grow up
You stood quietly in the background of my life
Silently fixing all my problems before I even knew they were there
I have always been
and will always be
a daddy's girl

You pull on my lip like an aircraft emergency oxygen system.
Our engines catch fire
as our tongues flutter like the wing's peeling metal,
and as our eyes peek at one another
between each plane crash of lips.

We've lost cabin pressure
as we can no longer control our bodies.
We gasp for each other's breath
as our shimmering structures
roll around on the sky of my bed.

We kiss like we've only got seconds left,
when in reality,
these moments will never die
even if we do.

what makes you think
I have the time for your games?

I'd like to talk to you!
(you're pathetic,)
I'm sorry for bothering you!
(you're annoying,)
Are you busy?
(you're inconsiderate,)
I really like you!
(you're hopeless,)
I want to be with you!
(you're lying,)
Can you call me?
(you're relentless,)
I apologize for everything!
(you're selfish.)