Saturdays = Youth, a Misunderstanding

Saturdays = Youth

Like most, she moved real nice.

She skinned and sweat against her new kill,

aching and folding out like a road map.

She pulled back again, risking everything.

We were clean of that night,

but there was a sheer, fickle sigh of him haunting me.

She called and transferred her heart across four states,

telling me, “this...this is almost gone.”

Someday, we would walk in the shadows and whisper,

“yeah, yeah, yeah.”

She’d whisper,

“faster boy, faster.”

Keep undressing.

We had our secret words in the night sky.

Keep in circles,

We had a method to that romance.

With luckless logic,

That was all we knew how to say.

We took it back to the room,

shattered by beats, but we couldn’t help our singing.

Someday, we would walk in the shadows and whisper,

“it’s so safe. It’s so safe.

Down here, it’s so safe.

Down here, it’s so safe for you.”

She was a great, young girl,

a brave, young girl.

I cried into singed stars as I watched her slip out of reach.

Strutting like a rock star,

She was nothing like I’d seen before;

That brave, young girl.

Crack, rev, grind.

Colors cracked. Colors revved.

We were grinding against those colors.

She was my focus.

If she could have drown out those voices,

I would have changed my focus.

She couldn’t control herself, and I kept shaking it up,

turning everything blue.

It had started to fade.

She had fallen and I began shaking.

We thought we’d hear of the tasks – the ones we wouldn’t dare recall.

And we thought if it were clear, we could write it down

and begin to chill the ones that began decaying.

You just needed to love me, girl.

You expelled yourself from those streets,

waiting on the air for me.

It all became louder, all those visions, all that we were dreaming.

Oh God, that plan! It soaked through my body.

We trust, we need, we leave.

It’s coming – we’re growing old.

This could be what we lean on.

This cover, it’s coming off.

Dispel me.

Someday, we’ll walk in the shadows and whisper softly, so softly,

“it’s so safe here.

I’m yours. It’s so safe.

It’s you that saves me.”