there are secrets between stars
and you can sense it, quietly,
you can feel it between them,
like a heartbeat shared across a great distance,
there are secrets between stars
and this one is ours...

...and she was the nearest to god i had ever felt,
as if everything suddenly changed
and began to rush towards her center, the baffling
and powerful pull and and push
of an angel on fire...
my Icarus wrapped in silver thorns and velvet...
and the crazy thing about angels, you can
love them, watch them, believe in them, adore
them, but
you can never have them.

and with such weightless delight my spirit has
in knowing safely
that she knows exactly what i mean
without looking too deep
into the core of the meaning...

and i'm glad that she let go
of all that kept her nervous about us
i had always hoped that it was just a matter of time
but it's still nice
when that shit comes true...

and so we were able to share
some more blinking in our secret
nothing too spectacular, nothing life-changing,
just her comet gently resting
on the other bed in that hotel room
last saturday night,

while on the bed across from her
and in rhythm to her hum and breathing
it was 2:48 am
and i was smiling
brightly in the darkness.