Open windows
Leaving pastel curtains
To flutter in the breeze

Wilting white gardenias
On the table top
Rotting sugar-sweet

Images of 3-o-clock
Hanging in the air
Suspended like stale smoke

I want your heat
In the vast emptiness of
My hole-riddled heart

The curtains are filled
Like sails with wind
To reach paradise somewhere

Just the bare minimum
It's all I want
The basest animal of you

Of you, or anyone, right now
You have me flustered,
Thoughts swirling in flurries

Because all I have
Is a sigh or two
To fill the empty silence of lust

And all I need
Is a smile or two
Before I'll invite you along

How can this be!
Such mediocrity shames me
But I'm still left with the ache of wanting