Angel Talk
by Laurén Janelle Green
I've been thinking about the glitter in your green eyes
How it would walk right across the room
And sprinkle Gypsy stories in my face
I still haven't met anyone else who can stop my breath without speaking
We never did say much out loud
Only angels could hear our small talk
Made in backseat Ubers and cross table gazes
I knew I wouldn't have you for long
Because our language wasn't made for humans
It was an accident that we even got it
It was a once in a lifetime wave
That rides in for a second
then is ripped back by the moon
What we had was cast by a spell
And made for outer body eighth dimensional love
So I told you to be careful,
To always watch out for where you laid your head at night
Because not everyone is fluent in you
I've been talking to God and He says that
The same thing that gave us our language
Could be the same thing to take us out
We knew too much
Had too many stories
We had become a universal liability
And now it had pulled you down
Six feet under
With me still here
Speaking in our language
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