[Originally written April 1st]



     I want to feel the heat of a thousand candles.
     I want to feel the chill of a million rivers.
     I want to explode in your arms
     and be sheltered in the aftermath.
     I want to look over the edge with you -
     and jump.
     I want you to invade me until the sweetest soap and harshest brush
     couldn't wish you away.
     I want to shiver from only your voice, edgy and low.
     I want to memorize how the shadows fill the valleys of your body.
     I want every morning light that floods the bed to be interrupted by an angel's unruly hair
     And slow, sleepy smile.
     I want to feel the air taken from me when you're near.
     I want to always forget where I was going,
     forget three days in a row to buy shampoo;
     I want to always be caught up in the sweet distraction that is you.
     I want whispers in my ears
     and breathless praises in the black of a still summer night.
     I want to not remember how it is to be whole without you.
     I've always wanted you;
     I still do.

                           Let's run away to Phoenix, baby.