Skyrockets

I felt an Independence Day in your arms

skyrockets bursting in the heart

flashes of intensity

exploding with each kiss,

but it’s a cold and empty holiday

when you don’t see the same sky

if you can’t be left breathless

from the view when those detonations take place.

 

Don’t sit in the bleachers of night

and think you can ignore

that throbbing, gaping eruption

like it was just another dream.

 

Because those fireworks always burn

they scorch the insides and cause screams,

so baby don’t hide the crying thrill any longer.

It’s does no good to pretend

for I see those lights ignite in your eyes,

come on baby don’t think you’ll be the same,

tonight the bombardment is coming,

you’ll never be the same

so please don’t treat this as a game,

this spark we have is way too hot

to treat it as a mere flicker.