Chelsea Walls

So I saw this flick with Rosario Dawson "Chelsea Walls." I only saw the ending but the poem was the most beautiful poem I've ever heard. Truthful and honest but simple and to the point.




I want to be a lost poem in a strangers coat pocket,
that conveys the importance of you.
To assure you of my desire, to assure you of dreams.
I want all the possibilities of you in writing.
I want to give your reflection.
I want your eyes on me.
I want to travel to the lightness with you and stay there.
I want everyhing before you to follow us like a trail
behind me.
I want never to say goodbye to you, even on the street
corner or the phone.

I want......I want so much I'm breathless.
I want to put my power into a poem to burn a hole in your
pocket so i can sew it.
I want my words to scream through you.
I want the poem not to mean that much.
And I want to contradict myself by accident, and for you
to know what i mean.
I want you to be distant and for me to feel you close.
I want endless days when its day and nightime never to end
when its night.
I want all the seasons in one day.
I want the sun to set before us and come up in front of us.
I want water to run up to our waists and to be drenched by
the rain up to our ankles with holes in our shoes.
I want to think your thoughts becuase they're mine. I want
only what's urgent with you.
I want to get in the way of the barriers and I want you to
be a tough guy when your supposed to, like you do
already.
And I want you to be tender, like you do already.
And I want us to have met for a reason and I want that
reason to be important.
And I want it to be bigger than us, I want it to take over
us.
I want to forget.
I want to remember us.
And when you say you love me, I don't want to think you
really mean New York City and all the fun we have
in it.
And I want your smile always and your grimaces too.
I want your scar on my lips and I want your
dissappointments in my heart.
I want your strength in my soul, and I want my soul in my
eyes.
I want to believe everything you say, and I do.
And I want you to tell me what's best, when I dont know.
And when your lost I want to find you.
And when your weary, I want to give you steeples and
cathedral thoughts and coliseum dreams.
I want to drag you from the darkness and kneel with you
exhausted with the blinding light blaring on us.