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teach me how to write again - Vegeta - 03-05-2007 Description: These are all seperate things interconnected by one thread; you. i see your face in my hourglass again crossing mountains in the freezing stone time could never be measured in pounds pounds of love pounds of longing the sound of magnetic trains your sand castle never washed away one stone skips across our sky across our eyes i follow your shadow everywhere i go cherry blossom scarecrow this taste of wine, this taste of mine I'd unwrite all these pages remove their words from our languages to trust would mean to find and to help would be just fine a robins egg, your silky skin i was born a figher, you were born a giver. so give yourself to me. smoke covers this room, lights that never work will light your path straight across this sea mountains between i watched you take a bath. you took great pleasure in control waves of silver across my love your words always ripple through me helped me do my laundry i hear you washing dishes, wishing sounds of your silent sigh you're making promises you can't keep keep the snakes away and i'll be yours i'll be yours under steel tipped lies steal away to lie in bed we never get to love love the heart and love the soul belief in something sacred the time of day or your brand new locket the picture of solids why did you mail that letter? the ink on my pages runs together words become phrases and i never knew you always knew something great, something luminescent you'll glow, she said these stars would be jealous the lightbulb burned out again we're always burned out again i touch your face to see do you still say the same words in fire in water in earth the rocks won't make the moon we'll travel there someday you said planting cherry blossoms in the yard i always thought you were one of them brilliant and true the more i love you the more they'll grow that's what you told me, everyday you'd say the gravity of our distances I can not choose but to say, who would live if you were stone? Light shines through this wall, untouched by human eyes Candle light to light my way Tracing skin across the border, into places I dare not venture It was an adventure with you, outside the heart and inside the mind Through the nameless lands without our pencils I am a writer, you were always the writer Words that burn and sounds that blind You always turned the lights off I could not help but feel your skin, the warmth of a stone Our place between the bones, one more city lost I'd love to cook your dinner fill your eyes with sounds of longing here, or now I forget the names for feelings You only remember the scent of places, my father always liked you nothing will find you, wax drips from your fingertips Always curious about the impossible We were the bones of impossible I cannot leave, you speak softly into my ear A million miles upon my kitchen floor The taste of your smell The dreams about your face, scarlet and scared You think of bridges holding you back A sky who doesn't understand You paint for me, color so unreal trees and lakes The only things you've known I dreamt you were a tree, The only thing you could ever be Skeletal limbs reach for words words like sentiment like trust I always trusted the space between words words like "a whisper" I see something I can't believe You never say I'll miss you I would never write like before that careful whirlwind of words twisted up and lost, you spoke into the sea 'We' is something I never understood before your careful touch not like before your leading sentances stone carved statues without parole Nothing like the parade, I first met you. I've never met you. Your heart; a limited time offer They're going fast You speak to me in liquids, you always say nothing tangable. Nothing gained. I reach to touch your gaze, you always have to leave. These words will always sound like trees.