waiting to appear on film you appeared where i’ve never stood towards the reflection reveling for the moment how so, latent lover? instant to where i felt pain where i smile for exposure
Decode my feelings If you find time in which you were preoccupied to know if I left yet too busy to scan the room illustrate by seeking only when the time is wrong I loved you that way plenty others swept under the rug plenty lovers can’t hold on needing each other just for fun
I’m rushing for you to say I’m too much. That way every thought of me will have you rushing to wonder why That rush isn’t fast. It’s eloped. It’s cyclical. It’s the eyes that stare and wonder why you are made like something I can’t get rid of Made like things people rush for Love and lust can only be seperated when used responsibly Use us up until your mistake becomes me
To another day of touching Touching for inhabiting Breathe my soul, torch my hair where do I begin?
I’m the abdomen for your head when you depend on When you lay on, I stay stiff for you to frail on Always making noises because of you Pierce my lips together so I can hum on yours
Sharing care for others please let them stare. Shaking because of the rush Never bold dancing for you not to touch me here Lick off my rough patches until I’m bare