Euphoria
Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 1:06 pm
I’m flying high in fantasy America,
inside the movie, going back in time,
or out of this time, into a parallel dimension,
above the haze and bathed in glowing gold;
the texture of the leather seat is ultra-real
yet somehow always out of reach,
and Venus is doing that gold dust thing again;
I'm drifting into telling you.
This is what I need to do,
one thing before I die,
to finally come out with it,
Hugh-Grant-tongue-tied with romance and sincerity;
we're having that deep and never possible conversation.
You're looking at the ground,
blushing, reaching out---
down to earth with a bump.
We land, unscathed; I'm shaken out.
Pithy asides at the turn of the queue:
you are my ever elusive Doctor Who.
We are twin halves of one non-event,
A consummate disaster never meant.
inside the movie, going back in time,
or out of this time, into a parallel dimension,
above the haze and bathed in glowing gold;
the texture of the leather seat is ultra-real
yet somehow always out of reach,
and Venus is doing that gold dust thing again;
I'm drifting into telling you.
This is what I need to do,
one thing before I die,
to finally come out with it,
Hugh-Grant-tongue-tied with romance and sincerity;
we're having that deep and never possible conversation.
You're looking at the ground,
blushing, reaching out---
down to earth with a bump.
We land, unscathed; I'm shaken out.
Pithy asides at the turn of the queue:
you are my ever elusive Doctor Who.
We are twin halves of one non-event,
A consummate disaster never meant.