Thursday, August 5, 2010

The conversations start as simply as
Hello, what’s the time
and my backwards soul knows your intentions are divine
Replete with sweetness and adoration and
Impure thoughts
Just like mine.

But I can’t have you
Not right then
It makes me wonder when
I can stop to smell the roses
Your perfume
A lingering touch
I think I’ve said too much

It doesn’t deter you
Your eyes say no and yes
But we’ll walk together.
I anticipate a mess
But despite the fear that resides inside
I go along for the ride; just this time

In my dreams, I fall in love
Cant control just what I’m thinking of
Sometimes she disappears without a kiss
Someone I deeply miss
I know it’s just my thoughts
Guiding silent voices from within
The urges and splurges
Feel so real
Alas, I wake up and I’m still here.

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