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Sunday, March 25, 2007

Hey There Delilah

I know one day you’ll be done with it
and I’ll be making history with my thoughts.
More in love with you I fall,
and break my face.
I’d give anything.
My lung,
my kidney,
my last breath.
And yet, you’d pawn it for a 30 minute joy ride.
I hide myself from the world.
Ashamed.
Disgusted by actions.
My pride blind you out of.
And yet you remain
My sunshine.
The light in my darkness.
The keeper of my fragile heart.
I sit here alone.
No tears left to cry.
Nothing left to say.
The rain starts.
My emotions are dormant.
Your hands awaken my shivering being.
All negative is forgotten.
Say not what bad you’ve done,
just keep going baby,
make me cum.
Your body,
your touch,
your humorous ways,
the way you make me feel.
I can’t take it anymore,
I climax.
Let go of all my fears.
Lying here,
In our puddles,
as you stare down at me,
Telling me you love me
with those beautiful crystal blues.
I am lifeless.
I am high.
Living in the moment,
Thinking of you,
Desperately-
awaiting your return.

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