When I Arrive

In the words that you said,

there were lines that I wrote;

if I can't sleep in your bed

may I pass you this note?

You're my captain who led,

but won't leave his sinking boat.
I'm in over my head, 
but you're keeping my afloat.

And this is our fable

or whimsical tale

in which we're both able

to patch up our sails.

Toss me that cable

and hear the winds wail,

but keep your heart stable 

and leave me a trail.

The waves will drag me under,

but you'll lift me toward the clouds.

We'll beat the roaring thunder

whose laughter is so loud.

The seas pull us asunder, 

but we made ourselves a vow

that any slip or blunder,

we will suffer poised and proud.

But then the skies are blue once more

and we are still alive.

Yours is the hand I'm breathing for,

whose passion makes me thrive

and I'm the one to whom you swore

you'd do more than just survive.

So, here it is: end to our lore

and you're my home when I arrive.

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Quiet Romance

I dreamed us in

a silent movie.

I touched your skin;

I felt you truly.

A simpler stage

in black and white,

let’s turn this page.

There’s nothing quite

like what you said

inside our score.

The words you read,

you wanted more.

You take my hand:

a brilliant dance.

This wasn’t planned,

quiet romance.

The white moon rises

revealing sins,

showing disguises,

pulling our strings,

but this song plays on

as you hold me near.

Until the dawn,

hold tight, my dear.

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"I have become a silent movie. The hero killed the clown. Can't make a sound, Can't make a sound. Can't make a sound.” Elliott Smith Can’t Make a Sound

“So, this is strange. Our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance where nobody leads at all...where nobody leads at all.” Dashboard Confessional The Brilliant Dance

Stop the Clock

My head is on fire.

We're walking on a wire.

Look down and you'll fall,

but it's entirely your call.

Stick me back on your shelf.

I know I'm not myself

and I think that the moon lies.

She can see into your eyes.

Your voice sounds the same

as it breathes through my flames

and I think I should be bigger,

but your finger's on my trigger.

Fuck the fault lines and the fences

and all of your past tenses;

figure future in a wine glass;

pile up mistakes en masse

because nothing else feels quite like this

and now I need to taste your kiss.

So, stop the clock,

the tick and the tock,

and tell me one more time

how you just want to be mine.

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"She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus." Counting Crows 'Round Here

"And I guess I could be bigger, but I'd rather make you pay." - Pedro the Lion Rehearsal

"I'm looking at you through a wine glass. I'm watching the light play games with your face. I'm tracing your mouth with my fingers. I'm trying to pick up your taste. And will you dance for me?" Kevin Devine Fingerprints And Photographs

Safe from the Sound

There are things that I 

should say to you

that you should never 

have to know.

They could slip out

in my sleep

and slither into

your subconscious.

They could crawl inside

your beating heart

and wrap it up

warm and tight.

They could offer hands

you'll never hold.

They could tell you truths

best left untold.

So, I'll bite my tongue 

or choke on my breath

to keep your ears

safe from the sound.

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"Don't, don't, don't, don't, don’t, don't say you don't love me. My beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beating heart could stop. This hemisphere in your company for forever or for now.” Maritime Don’t Say You Don't

"You're just holding my hand if I hold you.” Good Old War Looking for Shelter

"I fear the sound and the silence that we've found.” Hot Rod Circuit Fear the Sound