accidental

well I held you like a lover
happy hands
and your elbow in the appropriate place

and we ignored our others
happy plans
with a delicate look upon your face

our bodies moved and hardened
hurting parts of your garden
with no room for a pardon
in a place
where no one knows
what we have done

do you come together ever with him?
and is he dark enough, enough to see your light?
and do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
do you miss my smell?
and is he bold enough to take you on?
do you feel like you belong
and does he drive you wild
or just mildly free

what about me?

well you held me like a lover:
sweaty hands
and my foot in the appropriate place.

and we use cushions to cover:
happy glands
in the mild eschew of our disgrace.

our minds pressed and guarded:
while our flesh disregarded
the lack of space
for the light-hearted
in the boom
that beats our drum.

well I know I make you cry
and I know sometimes you wanna die
but do you really feel alive
without me?
if so, be free.
if not, leave him for me
before one of us has ********* babies.
for we are in love.

do you come together ever with him?
and is he dark enough,enough to see your light?
and do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
do you miss my smell?
is he bold enough to take you on?
do you feel like you belong?
and does he drive you wild
or just mildly free

what about me us?

accidental babies, damien rice