I'm thinking about you more then I want too
Fantasying on what I want to do the next time I see you.
This is leading to my destruction, I know.
Inextricably tied to this revelation that weave in and out of good memories
blazing nights that broods Leaving tingling sensations
in places mama's told us was inappropriate to talk about.
Alone in my prison of lust, desire with the doors wide open.
Trying to seek clarity in this chaos
with this knowledge that I am beyond definition,
to not just take up space to push the inevitable Day by day, night by night
To never regret anything Ive done,
somehow realize the difference between wrong and right.
When I am just as unstable as water, no matter it's shape or form.
My heart touches everything except what I need!
And yet I bring it homemade to the fire
within seconds of this sensation
Like a blind man struggling for the remaining light the truth
I don't want to seek for this edge of my reasons, I plead my case.
As tear fall to my feet Now that It occurs to me,
the rutter of her emotions speaks a language all it's own,
breaking boundaries defining possibilities unfolding into magnificent explosions.
I realize that no matter what I may be........ I will never be good enough for her.
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