That night we danced in that empty parking lot, as the snow fell down, I swore it was stars not snowflakes that circled our bodies. And the only goosebumps I had, were from the touch of your hand on my skin.
I know your heart’s been bruised and you feel you’ve given all the love you once had. You’re trying to find love when your heart’s on E. I know how that feels. I became an expert at making it from week to week on the fumes of forgotten love. And I know your body feels like the Icarus who flew too close to the sun.
And I wish that my lips on your neck didn’t burn like the memory of her that night in your living room, when you knew she’d never come back. I spent many nights searching for a shadow until the day I realized I was wasting my nights away on empty.
That’s when I found you. The snow was falling like all the crystallized dreams I had forgotten, coming down to greet me. I pulled off that highway in that desolate town to find an empty place to gather all that I had lost. And there you were.
A broken man with a burning heart. That dance meant the world to me, and maybe it was because I was like the Icarus reborn. I swore I fell in love with you, the moment I felt the tears behind your weary eyes.
I know what it feels like to be broken and I wish I could have rebuilt you that night. I promise you one day you’ll find your way off that lonely highway and when you do I hope you think of that night, my love, was reborn in your arms and you smile.
He tucks into me like comfort,
He doesn’t know where to place his hand,
so he tucks his thumb under my palm of protection.
I take his hand in, with security.
His fingers, mid air, do not grasp my small hand.
That night I took hold of his hand,
he held it as if he was reminiscing
on what connection felt like,
before he let go,
as though my veins were roots,
burrowing into the palm
of his secrets.
Within the beats
of your heart
The aching strings
like the roaring flames
of a lonely fire