#ll2ll

[gnarledgnashing]

and skinned knees

sometimes the spark between us is spiked like your jacket, your whole self electric barbs

and sometimes they pierce me and someone says, wait 

and sometimes they snare me and someone says, more

and neither of us are eloquent enough to do anything about it.

.

and someday you are going to forge your barbs into muzzle and tie to keep me restrained

because without leash or lead or bridle i would follow my feelings and feet and thoughts and fingers through the fields 

and back to you, knocking you over

and over again

and we would tumble down all limbs and laughter 

(and other L words)

and it would be a long time before we would get back up

.

and i cant let that happen

i know you hate grass stains.