You have to speak louder
I can barely hear you
Come here,
Come a little closer.

You tilt your head
And as I feel your breath on me
I am about to lose my head.

Flushed, I nod and shudder
While gazing at your lips
And swiftly,
The background music just whispers.

The choice of your words
Love the sound of your voice;
The most enthralling noise I have ever heard.

1.
it is so easy to become
someone you aren't
in a room full of people who
will hang on to your every word
bate their breath and then laugh
at the right moments
it is so easy to pretend
for a few minutes that you
are charming, witty, and likable

2.
your skylight is full of sun
even when it's dark out
your skylight, it glows
and the constellations are as far away
as you sleeping next to me
i lie, petrified of touching you
should you pull away

3.
why couldn't i be this charismatic
with the people you know?
it seems, at your house
i never start a conversation

4.
even simply liking you
is touch and go
do or die
i don't know
time may lie
still, the clock would stop
ticking and i
would sit alone in space tonight

5.
sometimes without meaning to
i block out sound
my ears simply filter out
the voice or sound
i do not want to hear
so i'm beginning to wonder
if i skimped on the details

6.
do you find this
a suitable noose
to **** me by
-to myself
who never stops pining
after something to bring her grace

Sent: 4:31PM
Today i remembered i miss you
and its been awhile

Until there is an otherwise
I'd always strive to be the better me
Sometimes for your smiles
Sometimes for your sorrow

I do not want to burn that candle you gave me.

I'm afraid of forgetting
how Tuesdays smell,
or how it feels to fail at
all the things that don't matter,
and to let them go.

I'm afraid I might forget your smile,
your eyes in the sun,
the scent! the scent of lemon and leaves.

And memories linger like smoke
in my eyes but there is no one
else, no one else but you.

And I love you.

I am bad at keeping promises,
but I think I'll say this:
I'm afraid of burning that candle
because I'm afraid of burning you.

I say let's crawl inside the sheets together.
Let our hairs go wild, and our knees touch!
Here I go with a wink of an eye, and you kiss the other.

I say let's talk until our neighbors hear us.
Our arms can touch each others until the clock strikes us asleep.
Here I sit with one leg on top of the other, and you trace it with one finger at a time.

I say let's lock your door inside out.
We can hope no one will ever knock to wake us from the fantastic slumber of passion.
Here my heart is tugging on your sleeves - to peek, to understand, to see what I mean.

I say invite me for a sleep over on a lazy Friday night; you won't regret it.
I'm an artist when it comes to building fortresses, and a lover when it comes to you.
Here I observe the corner of your lips heightening into a smirk.

I say close your eyes and do not over think.
Your imperfections orient me toward you only more and more.
Here I say we should spend every day together until forever after.