Lilac Dove

It’s kind of unfair because I really wanted to go
See how you live
See if it’s the kind of place I think it is

We walk through the streets when there’s no one there
Promise not to swear
Grab hold of my walls and make a tear

Now I can see the days when you had less of a hold on me
Not too often did you touch me
Hair behind ear, that was the only

I noticed, I was there
Some things you don’t want to believe
I noticed, you were there
Some things I don’t want to believe

He’s laughing at how I’m taking photographs of dandelions because they’re so

common

and I disliked my freckles growing up because they were seemingly so

common

and this jazz music the coffee shops play is washed up, we know it, they know it. The whole arcade of sanitary mammals know it.

But the ground coffee is too aromatic to get us to leave, even when they take away the chairs and put up the signs. We’re just so

common

we can even see it in ourselves, and it etches away like a mistaken color on a canvas

uncommon.

Turn up at night
Shimmery shadows
Pink pistol
Throw low blows

A faux pas

Spin me like a weapon
Burst into flames
Tired of being neat
Sick of being tame

Always so ashamed

You’re my fragrant raspberry
You stay true to your word
Light up my world

I’m your long-acrylic-nailed blondie
Lying through my teeth
Trying to change

We talk until 1:54 am
About things we’re going to do
And when you fall asleep I miss you

When you fall asleep I still feel you

He asks me
What’s going on with those other guys
Why do you come home with tears in your eyes

It’s getting late
The fire’s lit and I’m growing tired
He’s in the office, caffeinated and wired

But I’m so tired, I’m so tired
You and me
We’re so tired
Alive & wired
Frozen & fired

It’s getting lit
The fire’s lit
Your song’s a hit

But I’m growing so tired
So very tired