Jan 2014
Stop.
Your over the top brand of loving
has me breathing too quickly, and I cannot
Stop.
I look up at the full moon shining,
as your mouth
quivers down my neck,
and I don't want to
Stop.
My limbs are quaking and the
moon is glorious and tomorrow,
there will be dishes and children
and you really need to
Stop.
I think to send you home,
our bodies heaving,
My mouth forming 'oh's
and you really need to
Stop.
Just stop, park that car,
look up at that moon,
so still, so far,
so here, so near,
Just stop.*
And 'Oh'
Can we just 'Oh?'
For a while?
Your over the top brand of loving
has me breathing too quickly, and I cannot
Stop.
I look up at the full moon shining,
as your mouth
quivers down my neck,
and I don't want to
Stop.
My limbs are quaking and the
moon is glorious and tomorrow,
there will be dishes and children
and you really need to
Stop.
I think to send you home,
our bodies heaving,
My mouth forming 'oh's
and you really need to
Stop.
Just stop, park that car,
look up at that moon,
so still, so far,
so here, so near,
Just stop.*
And 'Oh'
Can we just 'Oh?'
For a while?
