Somewhere between the euphoria
we carved our names in the bark of time
amongst the laughter and your warm breath on my neck
through the drunken haze of night
when you traced a finger down the curvy vein of a map
do you remember my careless and fumbling hands
we groped for something as abstract as love
to the rhythm of phantom beats
like drumming on the dashboard to our favourite songs
in unknown places, and make belief spaces.

Between taming the lust and the passion that simmered
you didn’t mind when I kissed you on the lips
you said my mouth quivered
maybe it wasn’t me who wanted too much
maybe it was you who just didn’t try hard enough
you got me drunk
off a cocktail of maladjusted emotions, crossed wires and mixed signals
but let me tell you I never said I could fix your world
although there were times I wish I could have.

I hope she can fix you
    the way you never let me
ironically my heart still beats
    and sometimes, in the quiet of my dreams
its rhythm still spells out your name.