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.