Meghan

She dances in silk collars,
On midnight car rides-
she screams
She wears out records
She loves her lovers
And she never leaves clues

She climbs on rooftops
To dangle leather boots
She is all the birds in the sky-
All the pain in his heart
She walks the bottom of the ocean
And never comes up for air

She is winter
Smooth and pale and perfect
Yet all the chaos of a storm
She spins in circles
And never gets dizzy
She is the perfect mystery

She is freedom
And the best friend you've ever known
She is bouncing from cloud to cloud
When you watch the sky
She is falling with the rain
And soaking into you

Her wrists are the most perfect thing you've ever seen
But her eyes are truths
To be close to her is to know every goddess
For she holds the moon
She is a beautiful fucking mess
And she has no idea