Sometimes words come out of me and I don't know where they come from or why. They're like falling stars tumbling through the universe; bright, burning things that can't be stopped.
Stars, Universe, Words
I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.
Magic, Words, Mouth
I didn't understand right away what she meant. But her words soaked through my skull like warm oil, behind my eyes, down my spine and into the empty space inside me.
Words, Understand
Sometimes I can see colour without opening my eyes. I saw that Billy's heart was no colour and every colour. Like water or diamonds or crystals, it's pure and reflects the light.
Light, Heart, Eyes