I wish you were just a pretty face.
a beautiful girl with no thoughts.
maybe then I wouldn't crave you,
your thoughts and emotions.

I wish we met in summer,
and that months hadn't turned to years so quickly.
my youth returns when I stare in to you,
reflecting an ivory lining around your heart.

my thoughts are simply ours,
years apart.
whiskey won't numb this.
time won't let me forget,
the feeling in that rain.
how for a short hour you were able to possess my juniper heart, brittle and sweet.

if you could saturate my days so easily,
i'd wish to see the sky through your eyes.
feel your lips pressed upon my skin.

so I won't leave easy,
and we won't speak until our feelings are heard.
through presence alone.