White Ferrari

inspired by the frank ocean song

In my head, I dream of us dancing across stars

We play with their fire. Pupils too dilated to burn

Our hands roam. So freely

They’re backpacking across our continents.

My eyes imprison you and for once you stay

When I wake it’s always violent.

A startle. A gasp.

Every morning feels like a funeral

I’ve died a thousand times

Does it hurt? Your heart? Your soul?

Something?

Like it does me?

I think the fire caught up with me here, somehow

I burn for you

Maybe, in another dimension you spontaneously combust.

Burt to a crisp

Here you already blew out your candle

It takes a minute but soon I put out my flame too.