"we are spirits in the material world"

~

everywhere i go.
butterflies that fuck and fight and procreate for this in my stomach every time i only think of her-
so imagine what they do when shes near.
she keeps me grounded but not in the way where i get my gi joe action figures taken away.
more like where i get even more of them and an infinite amount of time to build my own army.
shes the world that im fighting for.
ive just been fighting love, not you.
love won so we both half it.
gotten more used to the dim lights of the club where we spit excuses and lines like a politician ad on tv.
to get out, to get in.
you dont have to know what youre doing, just make people think you do.
never cared about fitting in and its a good thing cause it never hapPENS.
neon light halo in the pictures vs the one you see in your head,
ones youll miss when the picture develops.
oxygen in six packs and blood in decent.
eyes that can see through the worst storms,
and a body that takes you through the best ones.
want to show her places shes never been since shes shown me love and ive never been there.
never needed more than my middle finger before but now i use two.
laid it all out under nighttime skies,
dodging bull(sh)its.
i love it when i cant tell if its her sweat or mine.
hearts racing to get back to this moment already.
bodies pressed for ever not time.
calls behind my back for an exorcist cause noones used to seeing this much spirit in me.
tossed down a penny in the nearest puddle to wish that their cameras runs out of film or batteries before they notice we are around.
rings under the eyes til one is put around your finger. cantwait.
there should be a manuscript for this, some sort of directions.
standing in a hotel sweet/suite 15 stories above the ground with her tucked to my side,
i tell her how "all the people on the streets and in the rooms below us dont exist."
i tell her "its because they dont know you-
cause i didnt exist until i did."

xo