with arms like tree branches
silver veins
hands that dripped with stardust
and gunpowder
you held me
carried me like the river we swim
you came closer than the grass underneath
quiet like the sunset
bright like the stars
you were suddenly there
the moon has no need for an entrance or announcement
I breathed you in
like our cigarettes and coffee
there was music in your eyes
notes drifted into my ears
your knee bounced like a kick drum
& rhythm quickened my heartbeat
i do not sing
there’s not much to sing about
when every other voice around me
is louder and much more dramatic
but somehow you hear my quiet voice
and you hear me singing anyways
you coax it out of me
words that are bright & heavy
and i ask you questions
cause it’s hard for me to know, too
just what you’re thinking
it’s like im looking at me
& id rather talk about my sisters
about work and music
and all the places we need to go
& how we’re gonna make to make it there
but you sit and stare
until i talk about me
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