#micklovic

[sk8overtoes]

I want to wash

Away the weight

Of my world

& Bathe in eternal

Sunshine.

I want to daydream

In a place

Where teardrops

Could not

Find your name.

Baby the daises aren’t 

Far behind the

Cheap landscape

Of gravel & wine.

Trade me hazy

Half-way thoughts

On carpet rides

Through starless skies.

I want to know

Why our world

Is always crying

& if my own

Sun soaked showers

Provide compromise.

[sk8overtoes]

You whisper winds 

Of arrogance

Into my inescapably 

Indulgent ears;

These words have 

Rushed through every

Outlet of my brain.

For I was swayed

Before you took 

The electricity of our

Synchronicity

& shocked me with it.

I just need to know

If the times will 

Come & go with the

Same clarity as before.

For we dance in the

Lightning lanes

That surround this place,

But I’ve become a 

Blazing, crazing, hurricane.

I send your name through

Time & space with

Dandelion wishes &

A chest full of enough

Hot air to send smoke shows

Across the desert.

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Open oceans of opulence 

& seas beyond dreams,

Churning harmonious tides

& providing pure ecstasy.

A hollowed out chorus of

Aquatic angels speak

To Cancer & Pisces

Collective thoughts that 

Drive my human delicacy.

There’s teardrops on my

Fingertips &

Seaweed 

Where I sleep.....

There’s infinite need within

My kingdom of salinity

To swim against deeds

That shadow the deep, 

Staying afloat amongst

Anguished fears of

Lover’s lies &

Anchored minds.....

I’m adrift in a place without

Time or true space &

I’ve never felt more

Serene.

[sk8overtoes]

You whisper winds

Of arrogance

Into my inescapably 

Indulgent ears;

These words have 

Rushed through every 

Outlet of my brain,

For I was swayed

Before you took

The electricity of our

Synchronicity 

& shocked me with it.

I just need to know

If these time will

Come & go with the

Same clarity as before.

For we dance in the

Lightning lanes

That surround this place,

But I’ve become a

Blazing, crazing, hurricane.

I send your name through

Time & space with

Dandelion wishes &

A chest full of

Enough hot air to send

Smoke shows

Across the desert.

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Time stops when you’re having a good time,

Crooked walls tainted yellow

It’s like you walk in with the sunshine;

Blooming flowers, blooming daises

Baby you’re blooming like crazy in my head.

Thoughts of sugar dripping, candy fishing

For packs of cigarettes and wild smiles,

Crooked walls tainted yellow

Don’t act like you don’t wanna be mine.

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Take back all the

Times you made me

Feel like I was golden

For I lack luster in the

Fields that make

Your fingers quake

And I want you to

Daydream apologies addressed;

Stamped, sealed, sent to

Yet never quite reaching me.

I feel like I am golden

Roaming around shades

Of the blistering sun

On blistering feet

Scorned with the licks

That led myself

Towards you in the

First place.

Put your tongue back

In your mouth,

You don't even

Know the words that

Would make it all ok.

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I brush rooftops

With my eyelids

Starring straight

From my bed

Out into the

Night

Stairways to Heavens

Elevators Elsewhere

Rooftop Retreats

NYC

Brings out the best

Part of me

Which reminds me

Of you

And we’re both

SO fucking cool

Fucking?

Kinda. Maybe. I hope

We can under

The Skyscraper Stars

Like I’ve always

Wanted to 

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I feel like a dum-dum

Out at Dim Sum,

Where you promise 

The condensation 

Spread dewy across

Your dampening cheeks

Has nothing to do

With what I just

Asked you.

Paper-mache 

That makes up

Fans &

Lanterns &

Hearts.

Should I focus

On the fact

That I've memorized

The total, plus tip & tax

At these tacky tables

Where I simply can’t

Remember what you said,

But can still locate our names

Carved into table ten.

Rose printed

Romantic mockery on

Napkins &

Necklaces &

Tattoos.

I’m not afraid

To sip my sugarless tea

With dragon breathing steam,

I don’t think

You’ve ever seen me wince,

For my tongue’s been burned

Since day two of meeting you.

A flame flinging baby

With red-hot kisses to match.