Alix Olson

Picnic Table
We sat outside at the picnic table, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes. I asked you to take out your barrettes, you said yeah, and as you glanced up, Your hair danced up and down. I smiled, you got shy, you said ‘don’t smile’, I said ‘why’, you said ‘just don’t’, I said ‘okay, I won’t’. And I smiled. And your skin caught like wildfire, like there was no need for the sun, You placed a finger on my cheek, you said ‘that had to be done’. You carved something like a comma And I wondered what would come. We went inside, I pet your cat, you said ‘I think she’s lonely, I think she needed that’. I said ‘are you lonely too?’ You said, ‘no girl, that kind of talk won’t do’. You said ‘the futon’s kind of lumpy, but the bed’s pretty smooth’. And then I thought about her laughing heart and all the tears that make us grow And I looked into your smiling eyes and all the lines that take me so, so, Letras de cancionesSo much further than I intended to go. I said ‘thanks for the bed I think the lumps will have to do’. You said ‘it’s better that way’. I said ‘yeah, I think so too..." And then I thought about her laughing heart and all the lines that make it And I tucked that heart into the cradle of my brain cause I’d never want to break it. But I still picture your hair sometimes, dancing all wild in the dark I still wonder about that comma carved so curiously hard and sweet. And yeah, sometimes I finish that sentence you left there on my cheek. 'Cause you know us poets, we like our moments complete. From Letras Mania