Bouncy Castle

I don’t want your touch, the limit is no touching.

Give yourself to me differently, I need you differently.

Swaying ponytails and children.

Another living, another real.

I believe I’m better here like this, I am slowly healing.

None of this is real, I see there’s writing missing.

Let the ringing die and let me be elastic.

Let me be a bouncy castle.

Soft and fun to fall in.

Now how can I be anything, if I can not remember?

I don’t want your touch, the limit is no touching.

Give yourself to me differently, I need you differently.

Frame by frame but slightly changed.

Another living, another real.

I believe I’m better here like this, lovers feet on pebbles.

The things that die when no one sees.

I listen and I listen.

The things that die when no one sees.

I listen and I listen.

The lust to burn with no tomorrows.

I listen and I listen.

The lust to burn with now tomorrows.

I listen and I listen.

My love.