Traveling at the Speed of Light

poems are for lovers-not for you and me-our lives are on a schedule-with rules and regulations-you suffer no delays except a tantrum or two-to break me open till i break open you-you cringe when i scream-i'm inside out-your unending dream-let me dance let me sing-loves little triangle that pierces the heart-still i think you know how to break me apart-daddy's kiss is on her lips-she sends her best wishes in-it's june and february's last chance-to dance-have i ever told you about our first kiss-cliche about knees buckling and firebangs-it's all the truth with you and me and i'm sorry-all my pretty words fail me-let yours be the last face that i look for-the first was fanfare and fireworks-now all i need is someone to teach me how the next candle burns-before i buckle and fall-before i buckle and fall for you again-feel the floorboards silent creaks-as the hourglass shapes in the moon-perched on a swing beneath the february sky-swinging on a branch from last june's goodbye-it's february she said-i pulled my back through your arms again-i stretched my neck through your arms again-i looked my eyes-to the february skies