flushed cheeks
i say what i mean
i think other things
but thats mine to decode and obscure
and i see
underneath the chinks
the fibre of your being
something i've craved but never could procure
so if you'd ask me
i might just say it
but if we're joking
i'll take complacence
and if we're not
don't be mistaken
on just how far
i'm willing to take this
in a guilty decree
and my quietest dreams
i get to be me
never thinking to be anything else or more
so if you'd kindly
heed my plea
i beg you to memorize me
and hesitate at the cracked door
knowing its wrong
but taking it in
a push and pull
we both could win
i know its a lot
but if you'd just let me in
i'd like to think
that you might not want ever again