I shuffle the cards, and fly the low ones across the room and what I have left lets me color you an angel I hold my hand of souvenirs for dear life to Remember some lovely little things first kisses and street lights shiny skin and blue night touching boyish strong arms, hard stomach tracing the line down your back swimming in the dysfunction is awfully fine because at least it's accepting and sincere your excited smile and mischievous look mulch in my hair and scared stomach you made me feel it's a shame... like how my leg fit perfectly in the crook of yours you remembered my pain, even though you didn't have to you were standing so close I could feel the heat of your body put your arm around me slow nervous breath on the back of my neck breathing me in. Pulling me in. One hand on my waist. I'm always with you. I would be honored. I still love you. You. You. and you and you.