I feel your racing heart.   My liquid, silver arms extended.   These waves aren't far apart.   Black gold in clawfoot tarps, unchanging.   I am fire; where's my form?   Whisper crimson; I intrude.   There's light beneath your eyes.   New overtones in view.   Endless form, endless time.      If what they say is true,   you are a shadow in the fourth dimension.   To float away with you,   we see the corners where nothing happens.   While we drifted we were one.   Ceilings lifted; walls were gone.   You speak the language of the plenty, fluttered things.   All your leaves were meant for me.   The love that every person wants to be.      Stuck together, I don't like revealing secrets.   I'll live inside your lips if you won't laugh.   I'm leaving hands on rotten fruit at last.   Fallow fingers, there's a surface I can count on.   She'd fit inside my heart and take it over,   Till her cape got blown into my red, red lungs   Either there's a purpose,   or I'm heading out at breakfast.   Take a drink, take a drag.   One more coffee, ugly hat.   No more mirrors, woolen bag.   And I am gone.