I knock on your door.
Lean back against the wall.
Wait.
You answer.
Smile.
Hi.
You hold the door,
Let me walk past you.
But before it swings shut
I am pressed against the wall
And your lips are everywhere.
My legs around your hips
You kiss me
Down my neck
Over the mark he left.
Mine.
Yours.
Forever.
And I can see stars
In your eyes
Ad infinitum.
And I can see scars
On your arms
Bleeding.
And you lean back slightly
Breathless
And our horizons meet
As the sky splits open.
Together
But not forever.
Lights over Dundee
Will no longer be ours
And far-flung dreams
Like this one
Will never happen.
Skinny love;
I've been calling for months now
And you never left any messages.
You've got some kind of nerve
Taking me now.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
I knock on your door.
Lean back against the wall.
Wait.
You answer.
Smile.
Hi.
You hold the door,
Let me walk past you.
But before it swings shut
I am pressed against the wall
And your lips are everywhere.
My legs around your hips
You kiss me
Down my neck
Over the mark he left.
Mine.
Yours.
Forever.
And I can see stars
In your eyes
Ad infinitum.
And I can see scars
On your arms
Bleeding.
And you lean back slightly
Breathless
And our horizons meet
As the sky splits open.
Together
But not forever.
Lights over Dundee
Will no longer be ours
And far-flung dreams
Like this one
Will never happen.
Skinny love;
I've been calling for months now
And you never left any messages.
You've got some kind of nerve
Taking me now.
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