3

The Era of Kurtis Dean 6.12.07

You sigh

and I slide

into your arms.

When our eyes meet

It's a car crash.

The fiberglass

catches in my throat

making it hard to breathe

like when you press

your lips to me.

It's tragic,

yet It's beautiful.

You're dangerous

and I feel dutiful 

to stay here with you

while you break my heart 

in two.

A love full of youth

Is usually lacking in truth.