I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.

...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like thatwhispered tender full of other meanings like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological signs as code for all the things you love about each other.

Sometimes she has imagined what it would be like to fly to live in the river to run like a horse. She has dreamed of that freedom that power and fears the wildness in herself that wants to live as beasts live moved purely by need and desire. She has felt torn between the heat of her limbs and the thoughts in her mind telling her to be careful and good and always calm

Id sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work - the boys with silver earrings and big boots - would tell me I was beautiful take me home and feed me Thai food or omelets and undress me and make love to me all night with the palm trees whispering windsongs about a tortured gleaming city and the moonlight like flame melting our candle bodies.