my mind in a million moments

would you still love me if my world changed
in the way you've disregarded as indecent?
this morning was the first morning
i felt this always present fabric
between my fingers
with red stragling threads dangling
on my wrists as i drive
on this lonely cold common road
with sun shine and the
sky falling in little pieces of white.
i will be your friend forever
if i have it my way.
will you be taken with me
as we dream up places to leave this place from?
distant friend and ever present beauty
streaming from places
i didnt think could exist.
smelling drunken conversations
and tingling feet.
this city will never have enough
lights to compair to you.
itll never be big enough to hold
this love that is blooming.
calm in chaos.
rhythm in ryhme.
focus in blur.
picture in the photograph.
warmth between this fabric and my skin,
pale and incomplete.
i never understood straightening
out curls or the making of pearls.
some things are just always left
for the unknown.
dont ever let water fill up your lungs.
they have too much to give.