The Cobwebs That Smiled and Tick Tocked My Teeth.

I wondered about midnight, with the click-click of my tongue standing straight up in between my teeth, my hair fell to places that were begging for his fingertips, for the smooth warmth that occurs when he kisses my skin... I laughed at moments we shattered, because destruction is amusing when you are in love, and I was untouchable then, my breath sounded like time and time... bit me... leaving bruises that resembled.... teeth. I wanted to submerge his inebriated head with the secrets I hid behind my smile, and if spaces were eventual then surely I'd reach for him, but he'd never remember the corners of my mind when he slept, he'd never have nightmares from the knowledge that my cobwebs have captured his smile... I walked through us as if we were ghosts, I saw the images of our every mistake, I bit my lip and threw my shoes to the bottom of forever just to see if I could hear them tumble, so I'd know what I'd sound like if I... were to fall in. I begged for quiet with the twisting of rings and my thumbs seemed naked despite the donning of Seattle, and you know the mountains there, they whisper secrets when you're too crazy to hear them, when you're too caught up in the beauty of possibilities to listen... so I found myself quite possibly caught and I wondered if his webs glistened in the moonlight that dropped from sleep I wondered if they smiled if their tongues clicked if they felt like me.