I don't remember when I wrote it. I do know that the last time it was posted here was October of 2005. Just before our first wedding anniversary.
Now I have scars healing to match the words.
Funny that it took that time apart to bring us to where I always dreamed we could be.
This is a slightly edited version, for my own sense of flow. It still doesn't sit quite right in the first half, but I'm trying to leave the artist aside for a moment. The idea is more important than the movement.
I want to scream cry laugh fall bite fuck kick yell dance fight live die I want passion. I want explosions in my head -- in my heart.
Spank me. Shake me. Love me. Hate me. Kiss me. Cut me. Run your fingers gently through my hair and then give it a tug that puts fire in my scalp, because I need you.
I need you.
Pull my bones apart, and make a wish.
Make a wish, Love. That star will travel to forever, and beyond. For you. For us.