December 03, 2002

would

what would we do, you&I
if we didn't have to save face to the world?
would we sit all day priding
over the things they no longer looked down at us for?
would we dress
as though we were LoveLy?
In touch with our bodies like
hungry lovers do?
would we sit
in the sun, in the shine of the day
warmed in a way,
that would make all the sun breasts know
that we are not ashamed?

could we do all of that?
if we no longer braved.
our faces? to catch
a lazy gaze, of the people who never saw us
always turned to look away.

Everyone isn't beautiful...
i tell them everyday.
and it helps me belive it
at the edge of the rain.

the pretty ones must be
frightened
to loose that one day. but secretly i wish
that i knew how to die a little everyday.
wake up in beauty covered in light, but then...
there again, maybe tonight.

if i could be lucky,
and quiet tonight, then maybe they would come
before the morning light
covered in kisses, perfection in blue
they would finally come,
and take me to you.

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