j'étais sans voix


i was never sure
how to speak
at all,
much less
tattoo
this heart onto paper
until the day
i heard your
song playing
on the radio,
screaming
the most urgent words
but it was the
breathing in
between each verse
that drew me
near, because
i found myself
inhaling while
exhaling
even though
it’s not possible
but
when these pale eyelids
shut 
the first time
i felt that pure
and, needless to say,
you told me the most
realistic things
while i too,
dreamt of the night life

(to Courtney)




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