when i was small
i'd stand on walls...

I'd lean on you
and you on me...

when
stars fall whispering in our ears...

You are my unwanted beacon,
accidentally precious...

I still remember your eyes
and how they made my world open (as wide...

Within the colours and contours
that shape us, your words were like a cure...

The stars in your eyes, staring like the sky
into my glass and mercury - through steam to defy...

In darkness shivering stark and cold,
you rise to walk with blackened soles...

In water and echoes,
I swim and swallow...

In the sun, the shining sun,
you in your glittering fun...

Swim!
Just like how we used to...

Your breath became the smoke I see;
Your smile would shine in fire and light...