Open

the door
my legs
my heart

but do not forget
to close
on the way out

The loneliness is concrete,
for a sidewalk that reaches mars.

Every time we walk it,
we should be using cars.

I dove into
a sea of pillows
begging to drown.

But then I felt
the warmth
of where you had
once lain.

So I smothered myself
to suffocate
instead.

Gravity brings me closer to you
and with each breath of passion,
my mind would drift
to my real desires.

I do not love you,
I do not love.
But in these moments
I am bliss.

We are not making love,
we are simply surrendering our bodies
to pleasure.

So many thoughts
I cannot fathom
to turn a simple inkling
of an idea
into a painting of passion.

With so much being drawn
in my canvas
I cannot help
but scrap
everything I know

The adoration I have for you
is incomparable to
the most pleasurable of feelings.

It is expected that I should be
ecstatic,
but I only know of fear.

You are the single person
who knows how to
cleanse my pain.

So when eventually you leave me,
I will lose the love
of two people.

Warmth of the season
travels through my bloodstream and
reminds me there is meaning
to the life that I'm leaving