I want to feel everything tonight, you and I fingers 
entwined.

I want to feel everything tonight, you and I fingers 
entwined, feet pounding down and along soaking puddle 
stricken pavement, racing nearly as quick as our pulse 
is. 
The pale yellow wash of street light feels ever more 
insipid in the face of the glare and the haze that 
glowing on your face, blood red scarlet grin tearing 
your mouth open, like the most wonderful wound that 
I’ve ever seen.
Yours and my banshee screams of utter hilarity when the 
brick you’d picked up struck the shop window  and as it 
shattered an infinity of twinkling fragments cascaded, 
pirouetted in bounds and leaps, some smashed into 
tinier pieces on the concrete, while others stuck in 
your hair twinkling prettily and a cacophony of shrill 
alarms and confused screams struck up.
Now we’re here, in an alley with over flowing stinking, 
disgusting bins, hiding for our freedom  squatting and 
sitting,  stuffing our hands over our mouths trying 
desperately to douse  and stifle the sound of a 
laughter maniacal. You look more beautiful than an 
enternity of sunsets  slicked with sweat, crimson red 
flushed complexion , your expression ever demented yet 
refined and a murderous glint twinkling in your eyes
 
You emblazon even my grey days in sunrays, incandescent 
orange and warm
And I tell her that I’d scratch out my eyes before 
letting her come to harm
I’d always thought I was intolerable,
That to love the pariah within my skin was impossible
And I found it hard sometimes

But now there’s you..........................

Now we’re hiding just around the edge of the alleyway, 
you’re standing and panting heavily across from me, 
barely able to contain the mania, your unkempt, 
blackened but beautiful nails are scratching against 
your wet palms with such nervous, murderous excitement, 
they’re leaving little scarlet marks I that find 
mesmirising. 
We’d get clean, go out to eat, up turn the table after 
the last mouthful of the maincourse, 
Throwing hot coffee at waiters, smashing plates and 
screaming obscenities at patrons
Find anywhere to hide, hold one another so tight it 
begins to hurt, but still you’re pulling me in closer, 
but I won’t let go because I know that every moment 
after this will be pallid and meaningless, because 
never again will I ever be as happy as this. 

 I want to feel everything 
tonight..........................................
When bricks strike the recently repaired windows that 
we smashed up the other night