tonight is strange.
you see,
i slept today
at a friend's house.
but now, cannot
sleep.
and when i say "slept"
i mean;
i laid there
in her blankets,
and thought of you.
and when i say
"thought of you"
i mean;
i wondered if
at that moment
you missed me too.
and when i say "wondered"
i mean;
i imagined your lips
against
my eyelids.
and when i say "against"
what i meant to say
was;
that i wished you
were held against
me.
and when i say "held"
i meant;
that i'll take your problems
and shoulder them
as My own.
but dear,
when i said
"problems"
what i meant to say
was that your
ink-stained fingernails
are god-crafted.
and by "ink"
you know
that i mean;
you've forever
left your mark
on me.
and by "mark"
i mean;
that you've drawn
in all the sides of
all the best poems.
and by "drawn"
i offer up;
that this is not
the first or last
time we fire one another
and scald the oceans.
tonight is strange,
indeed.
it's a good thing
You always know
what i'm really
trying to say.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 4:42 AM UTC
tonight is strange.
you see,
i slept today
at a friend's house.
but now, cannot
sleep.
and when i say "slept"
i mean;
i laid there
in her blankets,
and thought of you.
and when i say
"thought of you"
i mean;
i wondered if
at that moment
you missed me too.
and when i say "wondered"
i mean;
i imagined your lips
against
my eyelids.
and when i say "against"
what i meant to say
was;
that i wished you
were held against
me.
and when i say "held"
i meant;
that i'll take your problems
and shoulder them
as My own.
but dear,
when i said
"problems"
what i meant to say
was that your
ink-stained fingernails
are god-crafted.
and by "ink"
you know
that i mean;
you've forever
left your mark
on me.
and by "mark"
i mean;
that you've drawn
in all the sides of
all the best poems.
and by "drawn"
i offer up;
that this is not
the first or last
time we fire one another
and scald the oceans.
tonight is strange,
indeed.
it's a good thing
You always know
what i'm really
trying to say.
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