To: You Know Who You Are

To my sweet ******r who spends so much life trying to ensnare me. I am the innocence you lost a long time ago. Every night that sees my spirit uncontained, let your own stagnant soul burn in its endless pursuit of naivety. You. Will. Never. Have. Me.


Listen as my spirit soars to heights you can only hope to glimpse while cowering in nostalgic fantasy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2DI2PEE2zg

When the evening sky ascends
up over the Hollywood Hills
So, too, does the spirit of my youth
quicken
In my veins, the girl on the boulevard
dancing in her car, and into the street
without a care
Takes ahold of me, into the night
on Sunset,
Speeding, rolling, freaking, into the light
neon spirits echoing
Shattering the night away in the eternal youth
of girlhood.
Reflecting kindred souls
Reverberating, bending, raging
Through the backlit streets
Where the lost City of Angels
Sees Innocence devouring Innocence
Nightly
Again and Again.

When the evening sun descends
On the prowl, now, unbound in L.A.
My blood runs hot
yet soft
In my veins. That careless girl of the street
Kat, dancing to the beat onto the boulevard
In total freedom
Together, with prancing feet.
Skyline above and Hell below
Praying, sinning, saving in through dark
alleyways I’m swaying
Fucking the light away in the eternal spring
that is my womanhood
Scented, sweet spirit
Of purity decaying, fraying, flaying
Through the Virgin rebirths
Of the Womb of Lilith
Finding Innocence ravaging innocence
Nightly
Again and again.