Asleep on the phone,
The other end is quiet,
The rustle of sheets and soft snoring,
That alone is enough to lull me.

Butterscotch kisses,
Punches that feel the same,
All the while,
Just as sweet.

Scittering across the forest floor,
My thoughts dance,
and twirl.

Trailing down your skin,
With lovely touches.
I am not good enough.

I want to hurt you,
Hurt myself,
Let myself ******* fall.

I wonder what it would be like if you watched the whole thing.