Your voice, it’s hovering over my mind. The paper of your skin I can
\nbring to mind, but your voice, it’s like a satellite I can’t take
\ndown.. I’m waiting for the signal to transmute to sound, but I won’t
\ncall you to take it. I can feel it, next to me. It slips away, like the
\nsleepless nights full of words we say. It will be a gift you can
\ngive me, like your name in my mouth. <\/p>\n
I walked into this not expecting anything. Now I feel like I’m climbing
\nthrough an echo. The innocence is open again. It is too perfect that we
\nboth carried the people and not the names. Meeting you is
\ncreating realizations. Seventeen. The age of those shiny magazines with
\nthier plastic smiles that only exist in my doctors office. I didn’t own
\na dress then and my hair was still the colour of damp straw. I
\nwas reading out the day I knew you were leaving when you watched last
\nnight. I am falling.<\/p>\n
I’m not at liberty to say
\nHow a secret
\nmessage came for you today<\/p>\n
<\/i>For a moment I wondered what would happen when I met you
\nagain. Simple and colour clean. A moment in a black and white movie –
\nall lines and movement. I told you and you made my eyes catch thier
\nbreath with only one phrase.
\n
\nI’m like a mirror baby
\nI refract light back
\nat you
\nSo silent, so thin, so tricky now
\nWe do the things that lovers
\ndo<\/p>\n
I’m not at liberty to say
\nHow a secret message came for you
\ntoday
\nIt holds the secrets of my heart and my mind
\nIt tells of vast
\nexpanses stretching backwards over time<\/p>\n
Two objects at equal
\ndistance
\nActing as if they care
\nDoes weight follow mass in this
\ninstance?
\nOh, E equals MC squared<\/p>\n
I’m not at liberty to say
\nHow a
\nsecret message came for you today
\nIt holds the secrets of my heart and my
\nmind
\nIt tells of vast expanses stretching backwards over time<\/p>\n
<\/i> rasputina : secret message
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