I've been gone for a while now
though still waiting for your fingers to leave my body
as you hold to the shape, you
put words together to explain my taste
run your hands from my ribs
down to my waist, remark of the beauty
ask what it'd take to steal me away
from the place where my eyes go dim
but train has taken the light within my being
I'm just doing, now, going through the motions
with your mouth on my mouth
indents on myself.