when i was a little girl
my mother told me there were
monsters,
under the bed.

no, mother,
can't you see?
they are in my head.

every day i'm breathing...
is a battle i've won...

what's a girl gotta do
to simply melt into you?

gifted with a voice
to send me shivers laced with ecstacy.

you feed me so much love
/as if it's bottomless/
yet here i am, starving...

your moon for eyes,
silk for lips,
you touch me and it feels like sin
i am a glutton for you

it had to be today
at this specific time
in this specific [drunken]
state-of-mind.

it couldn't have worked
a minute less...
without the steps i took
to all the destinations before...

it had to be today
at this specific time
in this specific
state-of-mind.

you had to do
all the things you did
to bump into me
and say,
"Hi."

you say i'm running away

but...

it's just the momentum from you pushing

i'll never run out of words,
out of rhymes,
out of time
to write about
you.

you'll never lose beauty ,
lose your shine,
lose
me.

Am I old news?
No longer your muse?
Have you seen enough?
Is a new touch better than
a lasting love?