She started this fire a night over drinks setting the kindling alight

We became a secret that night I’m not sure I ever want to share

Something about the brazen mystery of longing eye contact

Or the smiles we pretend are for others when we both know better



She can make distances of miles seem like feet and my feet like miles

She makes me feel transparent with the deep green of her eyes

An equal who can bring me to my knees and make me grateful to be there

And who knows I see her even when she’s trying to hide from my sight



Draped across the scene of my heartbreak and make it a masterpiece

She keeps robbing of my sleep with searing late-night conversations

Or when she stays, and I can’t stand to sleep through those moments

She will try to hide in the morning even though I’ve never seen such beauty



And I move through this life searching for painkillers with different names  

To try and pretend I’m pending when I’ve never been more certain

She worries she can’t give me what I need when she’s all I ever wanted

Disease of the body or mind can’t dim the light or the heat between us



I know what she wanted me to say last night with her soul open

But the coward in me never wants to feel an island in a tempest

My head will never understand what my heart keeps telling me

Because I’m desperate for her to know I need her now and I want more



Future or past tense, I don’t want the present to ever stop