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I want to be inspired
by heart beats again.

Hold people as tightly
as my favourite books.

Forget about finding the right words
and let interlaced fingers
do all the talking.

We could be wrapped in twisted sheets
our body language screaming
in triumph
at the impulse of a one night stand;

but I am trying
to stand
for something more.

The trick is finding someone
who will take the time
to massage your mind.

My body knows what it likes-
but there are too many people
who will never dig deep enough
to know where the treasure
truly lies
or which switch
turns the light on.

I suppose
none of it matters
in the dark.

So where are other
lightness lovers?

I wish to walk into the light
but I've become so adept
at seeing in the dark

I keep thinking
I am
already there.

But then the body lying next to me
lights up my smoke,
and I try my best
not to blow it in his face
even though I know
it doesn't matter-
becuase we won't be seeing each other
around.

Its another man down,

and as the body count rises
I try to keep persepective
waiting for a connection
that doesn't simply satisfy
the hunger

but might once and for all
make me believe

that soemthing about those fairy tales they tell us
something about those exorbent lies
something about that happily ever after
might actually apply to me.

I don't believe in ruby slippers
but I thought perhaps Cinderella
and all the rest
might agree

that if I wished upon a star
waited patiently
and kept my chin up in the air

perhaps even a little miscreant like me
might one day find
another misfit
who does not wish
to devour me completley
in the night

but simply wants another heart beat
to make the rhythm complete
as we fall asleep
side by side