That part of me
made from that part of you
sometimes gets thrown aside
the disease
makes me feel a certain way.
Pardon me,
if I need
more of you
the sober side
that is infatuated
with every part of me.
I love you
every part of me
aches to touch you
the smell of perfume
enveloping and taking over
every inch of space
I swear
the music playing
inside of me
plays on and on.
I want to serenade you
cupped quietly
in your bed
you promise
that is soft.
I want to lie there
telling stories
making the make-believe
seem real
together we can come up
with our perfect song.
Now that I’ve confessed
I’m ready to sin
all over again
I know now what pleases you
what makes you turn
flooding every inch of you
naked in a perfect bed.
Sunrise to sunset
I could lay for hours
lost in thought
I am in love with you
every time I think I’m ready
you disappear
it takes months
for that part of you
to find me.
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