Aug 18, 2005 23:25
from our tower in the sky
we saw clearly the sea of lights
and watched the city shimmer, shudder
when our lips first met
d'embrasser, that confessional kiss
for the sake of immersion
we dove naked into the electronic waves
feeling the details brush past our skin
seeing the schools of red and white
swim constantly forward
in their valentine's procession
in the brighter lights
we were manic preachers (minor prophets)
spreading the message that moths
aren't content with streetlights
they want moon light
lights blinked
but my eyes were fixed
being soley focused on yours
in rapture from your neon gaze
for every melancholy kiss
there's an unbreakable promise
that my feet will feel those streets again
that our hands may meet in warm embrace
i'm certain
i will submit no filthy lie
i won't be saying goodbye
and like that rhyming pair
i feel inseperable from you
locked in the middle of a sentence
looking for the other side of the semi-colon