NOT ON THE LIPS

The ravaged family we left behind, in shame and silence,
With our notorious, bizarre liaison
The new world too acknowledged us,
Fallen angels, with cautious bewilderment
Like forced, fleeting encounters with strangers on a train


Amongst the things we lost in the fire, the loss of our virginities was the most tragic
Good looking, twenty one year old, brother of one, lover of two, blue,
Now a dead man


It started when through a glass darkly, I saw her face
Her gaze was like water drops on burning rocks
But our love was meant to be forbidden, like rape.
Or kidnapping or dark, bitter, Swiss, Chocolat
Oozing in the tears of the bitter moon
And tied together by blood simple


That autumn sonata, there was so much beauty in the world
I felt my mister lonely heart was going to cave in.
But the first imagining October,
Our love became stranger than paradise


In the mood for love on the slightest provocation-
Our illicit bodies rhyming like chimes at midnight
Your red squirrel hands, down and across
Stolen kisses, not on the lips
Nestled nights like lovers of the Arctic Circle
Chinese coffee before sunrise
Soft conversations on hard subjects
Feeling Minnesota
Leaving scorching beds the color of the red desert sun


Once upon a rainbow in my blueberry nights, virgin suicides
Sweetie, I lie, with my mysterious skin, reflecting skin
In an odyssey to your infinite abyss
Where the wild things are
We are still wild at heart
Like the way we were
Like juvenile, delinquent, wild strawberries


And then the Summer Interlude-
The last metro of love left the mystery train station
I wondered whether our love story
Will explode in our palms like a bottle rocket
And the angelic conversation would turn into
A war requiem
Then I’d be left with heart broken flowers
And stardust memories


Today morning, the detective asked me
Two or three things I know about her
Now I am going for the identification of a woman
With the cries and whispers that echo in the lost highway.
And as tears go by now, I walk alone
Will this fire walk with me?


Before the ashes of time fade our love away
May I have the last waltz?
The saddest music in the world begins to play
Apocalypse now may come for all I care