If you were a poet,
I wouldn't dare read what you wrote
About me.

Your physique is stunning but what's within those walls is pure gold
I want to touch every inch of the thoughts that lead to those feelings of yours
Let my words ****** your fears until they finally give in
I'll massage every one of your tears until they open the doors
Don't try to lock me out for this temptation I can no longer hold
Push away your happiness facade, I want to reach your inner core
Allow me to kiss every bruise inside your long darkened soul
Let our words interwine and your dreams unfold
You've inspired me to aspire
Let me make love to your mind..

Constantly here
but never at my current location
galaxies away in my mind's endless space
lost
with no intent to be found
acknowledging your absence
but refusing to excuse it
physically,
everything's fine
inside, rage the emotional bruises

I gave you my best, it was belittled
perhaps expectations were held too high
Perhaps
actions were performed too slow
but it was not enough
Perhaps I wasn't either
Well, someday that isn't today/wasn't yesterday and might not be tomorrow
you will remember
those times I asked you to stay
days I acted busy
nights where sleep was absent
I am sorry
for
anything and everything
but one day I will be gone
Aside from your thoughts and mind I -
will be gone forever.
and I just wonder if you'll remember
how much I loved the rain,
why I didn't have a favorite song or-
how my favorite color always changed
but I don't want you to cry or reminisce
you take all your memories and go home
for I was too sorry
And you were too late