Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, and live by love though the stars walk backward.
Except humans…
The heart doesn’t expire after 1.5 billion heart beats. Odds are if you’re dying before 50 of natural causes, there’s something else wrong with you.
…I don’t know what came over me. I just knew. My heart stays in the rooms of people who need help. I want to be there when life begins and ends.
You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection. I have been waiting all my life to be with you. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. The time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Now you’re here and everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with our every shared breath. I need you like life needs life. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.
Tell me my dear, can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?
Gravity, don’t mean too much to me;
Is this our destiny?
This world is after me, after you.
Run away like it was yesterday,
And we could run away, run away, run away,
Run away from here.