I the inevitable longing for touch,
the presence, the skin
the voice of the one
who had to leave
despite the logic and honesty
and dedication to what is best
these embers cannot be extinguished,
no matter how hard you try
to smother them
II inside the confining walls of the car,
the engine running, heart pounding, and
lips eager for a match in motion
pretending that this won't affect
anything, it won't carry over to
tomorrow, to next week, till the
next month
III chemicals in synchronisation with
desires, but matter defies you, and
you keep trying though it makes
you feel utterly hopeless
IV wanting that againagainagain
retrospect,
alleyways,
speeding down that common street
V abandon these worries of breaking
and just delve into your true desire
headfirst
we stand in the woods alone-
you tell me it cannot happen,
my eyes beg you to change your mind
each trying to make the other see our
theory when all we both need is love
-cj
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 11:52 PM UTC
I the inevitable longing for touch,
the presence, the skin
the voice of the one
who had to leave
despite the logic and honesty
and dedication to what is best
these embers cannot be extinguished,
no matter how hard you try
to smother them
II inside the confining walls of the car,
the engine running, heart pounding, and
lips eager for a match in motion
pretending that this won't affect
anything, it won't carry over to
tomorrow, to next week, till the
next month
III chemicals in synchronisation with
desires, but matter defies you, and
you keep trying though it makes
you feel utterly hopeless
IV wanting that againagainagain
retrospect,
alleyways,
speeding down that common street
V abandon these worries of breaking
and just delve into your true desire
headfirst
we stand in the woods alone-
you tell me it cannot happen,
my eyes beg you to change your mind
each trying to make the other see our
theory when all we both need is love
-cj
