This Place We Have Loved As Wonderland

tell me if i've already been here.
and just in case we get lost forever
in this love
i brought the breadcrumbs.
i tucked them away in my pockets.
just in case you forgot to bring your half of the loaf.

there is something so delicate, so sacred to us. and more than ignorance, we just keep pressing our eyes to each others.
searchng for a pair of eyes and teeth to compliment our own.
i wonder if when people thought of love when caught up in the younger years -if it meant this.
i think of love. and i wonder if this is it.
i know the bliss. i know that exploding heart syndrome.
but standing here, naked -we're all strangers.

and in the middle of asking each other why we all don't have matching anatomy -we get so close that our hearts, these blood pumping life-giving organs beat in tune.

and caught up in the moment -we make mistakes. we lie. to each other, to ourselves, next to each other. we give it all, ready for the fireworks and explosions, but unprepared for the collapsing buildings.

and those who are, let the cities fall with grace.
i guess the rest -well, the rest get crushed beneath the rubble. trampled underneath the stampeding crowd of onlookers.
and not a one of us is innocent.

but at least -if nothing else...

at least we could hold hands and watch the city burn.
someday. one day...

this will all be worth it.