rainbow buttons trickle down your back,
perfectly aligned along your spine,
and you darken as I go deeper
you fade from bright yellow,
bright orange, florescent green
to deep, burning red as you
move closer to me
everything more numb than it's ever been,
but amplified as hot and cold take turns
washing over my arms and eyelids
I don't recall where our clothes went or when they did,
or what day of the week it is,
but I do know what happens when I run
my finger tips up your back and back down
you melt into my arms and then between
my thighs and I
never
want you to leave
and for a moment I understand addiction,
for two moments I dwell on it as I watch the
ceiling fold into itself over and over, infinitely
and then it's back to your eyes
reminding myself not to apologize
for the seeming eternity I wasn't looking at you
because it was only a second or two
... only a second or two, right?
sure, move on
move to your hand all of a sudden around my throat
I fly further into space the tighter your grip becomes
and next thing I know I'm sternly being reminded
to breathe
because surely, I would have forgotten
Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC
rainbow buttons trickle down your back,
perfectly aligned along your spine,
and you darken as I go deeper
you fade from bright yellow,
bright orange, florescent green
to deep, burning red as you
move closer to me
everything more numb than it's ever been,
but amplified as hot and cold take turns
washing over my arms and eyelids
I don't recall where our clothes went or when they did,
or what day of the week it is,
but I do know what happens when I run
my finger tips up your back and back down
you melt into my arms and then between
my thighs and I
never
want you to leave
and for a moment I understand addiction,
for two moments I dwell on it as I watch the
ceiling fold into itself over and over, infinitely
and then it's back to your eyes
reminding myself not to apologize
for the seeming eternity I wasn't looking at you
because it was only a second or two
... only a second or two, right?
sure, move on
move to your hand all of a sudden around my throat
I fly further into space the tighter your grip becomes
and next thing I know I'm sternly being reminded
to breathe
because surely, I would have forgotten
