Getting this far
I’ve long since accepted
letting you inject you
deep in my center vein
letting me feel
all of you.
You have a way
of taking hold of me
honestly, there’s nothing
to be done.
I can only stand and watch,
as the jealous sky pulls at me.
I prefer to be like this,
lying next to you,
the night stuffed full
of twinkling little thoughts
I’d love to stop this
and make love to you,
but I promised,
I’d write words first.
I’m pretending to be asleep
not wanting to wake you up.
I can honestly wait
to see how you look
in your brand new clothes
you have hidden
underneath your bed.
I really can’t complain
about your favorite outfits.
I think I’ve already memorized
every look of yours.
Trust in me,
when I say
I’d rather be running
my fingers instead of my mind
up and down your curves.
It’s impossible really
being this close
ignoring the very thing
that has you,
injected in me.
The Noise Inside Me
Sometimes I see others
they’re all happy and
I’m having trouble again
fighting all the images
beautiful you.
I start to count
thinking of all the ways
you’ve changed
the noise inside me.
I’m still the same
as I’ve always been,
blessed to have you.
I’m here waiting
on the sun
to wake the fuck up,
so I can catch a glance
of my solitary one.
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