I peak into your open windows
Transparent amber lights
Enveloped in your silent stare
I glow
This taste is one unfamiliar
Womb-like comforting nourishment
An inviting satiation
Pours from your chest
I want you to be a liar
awkward in this "fearless" life
Valor, honor and conviction
Fuels your fertile chivalry
Sustaining affections replenish
My skeptical mind
You fill my abdomen with satisfying warmth
Innocently tending to my ever-whitening fire
Floating feathers in the air
Weightless reminders of gravity
Each day anew with pleasantness
Waking up to your sunlight
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Thursday, June 1, 2006
Trouble
You didn't take my heart
I gave it
You're evidence of my bad luck
Sometimes I want to run you over with a truck
You got ahold of my heart
And you treated it like a cigarette under your shoe
You kiss is dangerous to me
Because I want it
And I want you
And you are trouble
My moma said, "Stay outta trouble!"
But I am in it
And I want you in me
But you are bad for me
All I want is your mouth on my mouth
to taste you from the inside out
I am a drunk
Walking off cliffs
Falling for you
All I want is your calloused hand
Touching my soft hand
Like a forest ranger wandered into the wrong forest
Who takes one in the knee for wheat he knows
I collapse
All I want is your rough face on the small of my back
...your teeth scraping my shoulder
I am like a clean crack addict
On a relapse
I fiend for you
You're promises are like a refugee's distended belly,
Bloated and empty
You're words are sweet and digestible on the tongue
Like cotton candy...
Ou are mostly air
You reek of dirty sweat and smoke
And all I want is one bottle of your scent to feed me
When you are not around
I gave it
You're evidence of my bad luck
Sometimes I want to run you over with a truck
You got ahold of my heart
And you treated it like a cigarette under your shoe
You kiss is dangerous to me
Because I want it
And I want you
And you are trouble
My moma said, "Stay outta trouble!"
But I am in it
And I want you in me
But you are bad for me
All I want is your mouth on my mouth
to taste you from the inside out
I am a drunk
Walking off cliffs
Falling for you
All I want is your calloused hand
Touching my soft hand
Like a forest ranger wandered into the wrong forest
Who takes one in the knee for wheat he knows
I collapse
All I want is your rough face on the small of my back
...your teeth scraping my shoulder
I am like a clean crack addict
On a relapse
I fiend for you
You're promises are like a refugee's distended belly,
Bloated and empty
You're words are sweet and digestible on the tongue
Like cotton candy...
Ou are mostly air
You reek of dirty sweat and smoke
And all I want is one bottle of your scent to feed me
When you are not around
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