Coleridge be damned!

Jul 09, 2006 21:41



Airplanes
take you away again.
Are you flying above where we live?
Then I look up,
a glare in my eyes,
are you having
regrets about last night?
I'm not, but
I like rivers that
rush in
so then I dove in.
Is there trouble ahead
for you, the acrobat?
I won't push you,
unless you have a net.

You say the word--you know I will find you.
Or if you need some time I don't mind.
I don't hold on to the tail of your kite.
I rather like the girls that you've known,
but I believe I'm worth comin' home to.
Kiss away the night,
this girl
only sleeps with
butterflies.
So go on and fly, then,
boy.

Balloons
look good from on the ground.
I feel them,
pins and needles all around.
We may fall and stumble
upon a carousel--
it could take us
anywhere.

You say the word--you know I will find you.
Or if you need some time I don't mind.
I don't hold on to the tail of your kite.
I rather like the girls that you've known,
but I believe I'm worth comin' home to.
Kiss away the night,
this girl--
this girl
only sleeps with
butter
flies.
So go on and fly,
boy.

~Tori Amos

blue skies

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