Our song came on the radio today.
An old relic,
Like your dusty comics I keep in the closet.
I feel I’ve forgotten you again
like I’ve been here once or two,
The notes twisting around my body,
Licking my insides,
Our sweet fire.
It was your declaration to me,
How it said what I wanted you to,
Not just once, or in a song.
But to show me
Real and true with every breath
To you a revelation no doubt one sided
In my witchy ways.
I cant change you.
But I tried,
Good lord I tired,
Fingers– to– the– blood-bone,
A gave you my marrow and ligaments,
And my spine you kept on your person
At all times.
Like how to swim or stack cards,
You showed me how to accept
What I can change and pretend I don’t
How to grow tired and free
as the wind does,
to give up what you love when
It’s the reason you hurt the most.
And most of all,
You taught me to get what I want.
a rough draft, still needs some tweeking