If you will die for me,
I will die for you
and our graves will be like two lovers washing
their clothes together
...
The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.
I've never had it done so gently before.
You have put a circle of castles
...
Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
say it's true.
...
We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.
The wind glanced at her hair.
It was as simple as that.
...
I sit here, an arch-villain of romance,
thinking about you. Gee, I'm sorry
I made you unhappy, but there was nothing
I could do about it because I have to be free.
...
A trout-colored wind blows
through my eyes, through my fingers,
and I remember how the trout
used to hide from the dinosaurs
...