In the Wake of Saturday

best.
this morning when i woke
it was from a dance
where our arms were linked and your smile,
your smile was like summertime
and summertime is my favorite.
this morning when i woke
i could still see the thrill
in blue raspberry tongues and mustard-colored socks,
in sweetly sung riffs and bent silver strings.

(here we go)
tattoos on the chests of crashing hearts
kept the time that did not pass
and we sang like fools
under these conditions,
and i was burned by the fireworks in your eyes;
fresh to death and loving us right back

this morning when i woke i could still feel your arms
around me like we'd been friends for days
a static touch to remember me by
and you whispered for promises that this would never end
and i knew the lyrics were true.

sunday.
this morning when i woke
it was from a song
and the night was still young and the melody,
the melody was loud in my ears,
and i realized we'd been here all along
in yellow-haired promises and sweetly sung riffs
that you'd left in my ear
to keep for the morning
when i woke to put both feet on the ground
and live viacarously through firework scars and static smiles.






...Ricky.
posted by request. guess who these lines are about <3