I do my best not to age you
beyond your wonderful years. Your skin
stretches far and wide. Your belly
has no end in sight;
and it's in the way you
move under such dim light that has me
wondering if questions are worth answering;
I wonder if these feelings
are worth doubting.
What are bodies,
other than lonely spaceships
without aliens?
You're my favorite stranger,
my kind of danger; the blood
that boils deep in these veins.
Is that not living?
I do my best not to shape you
past your immaculate form. Your mind
is a curious device; your brain
contains no stop signs;
and it's in the way you moan
my name through telephone wires at night
that has me wondering if questions are worth answering.
I wonder if these feelings
are worth doubting.
You're the settle of taut
muscles; the easy ***
and difficult to let go.
Can I say anymore
that hasn't already been
said out loud
and in secret?
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC
I do my best not to age you
beyond your wonderful years. Your skin
stretches far and wide. Your belly
has no end in sight;
and it's in the way you
move under such dim light that has me
wondering if questions are worth answering;
I wonder if these feelings
are worth doubting.
What are bodies,
other than lonely spaceships
without aliens?
You're my favorite stranger,
my kind of danger; the blood
that boils deep in these veins.
Is that not living?
I do my best not to shape you
past your immaculate form. Your mind
is a curious device; your brain
contains no stop signs;
and it's in the way you moan
my name through telephone wires at night
that has me wondering if questions are worth answering.
I wonder if these feelings
are worth doubting.
You're the settle of taut
muscles; the easy ***
and difficult to let go.
Can I say anymore
that hasn't already been
said out loud
and in secret?
