how it was so it goes

Date: 2009-05-27 04:29 am (UTC)
there - see?
you were a wild boy
people called it shyness and you called it Mars
and i was all elbows and knees like a skeleton key waiting to open the lock and bust us both out and you used to eye the spangles of my jewelry box and heavy bracelets and it was me that got you rocking, me that taught you to dance, remember?

jiving in the rain on the clifftops of a summer's cornish coast? playing wreckers and smugglers and mad scrambling down the red coloured rocks and into coves and finally the great cold ocean. Some distant adult voices calling out in a language neither of us understood.

And you stood on a chair with your mad eyes whirling and your tanned arms stretched out and your weird voice saying "I's taking us in space 'k?"

And me smiling sideways and spraying the cheap perfume you liked and checking myself before the crinkled Mirabelle posters of my three Davids, Bowie, Essex and Cassidy - i was a whore for more - and you were a Martian for even less.
And that was somekind of childhood for you i guess.
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