Sunday, June 14, 2009

dusk in your hair.

this evening, i lay on my lover and rattled off my devotion to her. eyes locked and my messy hair sprawled onto her shoulders and chest. none of this dialouge was very calculated. it was restless and anxious and overwhelming.
(i've never been good at explaining how i feel).
most times, I ramble and forget-and delve into run on sentences and cry or laugh or zone out
and
fum
ble
fumble
fum
ble.
and my words were exhausting her, i know this. she wanted to read
she wanted to learn about something new and
something old.
(not me)
but
i wanted my words in her mouth.
so that they would never come out
and she would swallow them whole
without regret or momentary lapse
or sheer digust
from my sheer desire.
my veins lingered on the sheets
my hands falling into the mattress.
i want years to
unfold
and stability to ensue.
(but i am a dreamer)
iknowthisiknowthisiknowthis

1 comment:

  1. you are so passionate/beautiful
    please stay this way forever

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