12:44 am / 17.08.04
meet me at midnight
under the bridge where you kissed me
meet me by the tree and we will never tell a single soul
meet me with a poem written
in cursive accross your chest
meet me somewhere where i can read it by the moonlight
meet me where the pattern repeats
beats of bass and cymbol snair.
lines escaping from point to point
wet hands painting accross the canvas of my back
meet me where i can hear you
without a word
meet me where you know i can hear something you love.
remember those times when it came from inside
and the noises just exploded from our mouthes
remember the pops of our kisses?
the loudest bangs in a silent film
the black and white with deeper contrast
the loudest color for you to sing to.
meet me where our kisses made the loudest bangs
remember how we made noise?