Uncoupled from expectation,
I believe I can be
everything that you deserve,
be the shapes in your eyes where the light
strikes to illuminate them as vibrant and potent
as the torches that hang in our night sky.

Just slow this down,
I'm only winded from the chase,
not from when our hands join and our steps
are harmonious taps along the road.

The sound is like concentrated rainfall,
the universe of every drop splashing on us
and we're no longer afraid to be so exposed,
to relinquish the ghosts we've held on to
as if a part of us still loving what's
no longer there can summon the past's dead particles.

The charges coursing through our dreams
meant so much more than what we wrote
for and gave to the gone.

Uncoupled from the images
projected upon each other,
I believe I can be everything
that you deserve,
the places in your heart
where shapes are oblique,
sensation rather than definition
but the illumination of each one
is more potent than the skies we torched.

Just slow this down,
I'm only winded from discovery,
not from when our lips meet,
peel away and race to find
each other again.

The sound is like wind howling
through every chasm that we let ghosts
split into the earth and expose in us,
we can pass through those dead cells
and no longer summon what and who
we should no longer cling to.

The charge coursing through
our blood is more than enough to say
what we've become to each other.

Uncoupled from what shattered before,
I know you are everything that I need.