these fluorescent lights and
LCD screens are keeping me awake.
it's not the
thoughts of you; those are
just a byproduct,
because when I'm
awake, you're
asleep, and
on my mind.
my skin is so dry it might
crack in two when my lips meet yours but
I'd hazard the risk just like
I have so many times before.
so many girls and
so many boys,
like you and unlike you and
I like you a
little too much to retain both
my senses and my sanity.
I crave the
tsunami of sensations
only you
can drown me in,
******* my throat with sentiment as I
silently cry.