Moon beams drape like silk
Over cream colored flesh,
Illuminating the sheets.

The glistening glitter
Of lust on skin
As bodies swirl, creating one
Underneath the sheets.

No shadows move
Beneath the strawberry moon
As it affects the beating tide of hearts
Creating waves
Within the sheets.

Turn pages in books I've read before.
Like old friends, they remind me of who I used to be.

Stir sugar into black coffee.
The only sweet part of my day.

Fold clothes you've never seen me wear.
I have more than I used to.
Nothing ever seems to fit me right.

Gently graze the arm of a boy,
who will never mean anything to me.
He doesn't know how to keep a conversation.
Your arms are strong enough to hold me.

Write words, in ink, on paper you'll never find.
I don't want you to know what I'm thinking.
I burn them shortly after.

Scrub myself clean of all my sins.
I'm never truly unblemished.
You'll just make me filthy again.

They wait.
But I won't hold my breath.

A broken vessel in my eye.
Your fingers on my face
Asking if I'm alright.
"Did someone get you good?"
Asks the saccharine of your lips.
I didn't say, because my answer is you.
Knocking my lights out, again and again.
Ever since they came into view.

You wore aviators
While I shaded myself from the sun in your shadow.
It makes me laugh now
Because you were the brightest thing I've ever seen.
Funny how fast the clouds roll in.