Don't say you love me.
I have a hard time
accepting those words.
Like they are foreign and
do not translate into my
native tongue.

Don't look at me
with such kind eyes.
It burns my skin and
overheats me.
Like sun rays on
newly exposed flesh.

Don't hold me so tenderly.
My body can't handle
the pain of your gentleness.
It has been conditioned
to the harshness of humanity
And may break apart if
handled any other way.

Don't leave me.
I know I am difficult,
closed off and crazy.
Truly a complicated puzzle
to piece together.
But I promise I am
worth it.

I don't just want to feel your lips against mine;
     I want your tongue teasing me,
     Your teeth biting me,
     And your breath warming me.

I don't just want your fingers to please me;
     I want one enterwined with mine,
     While the other leaves fingerprints all over me,
     Searching for the sea.

I don't just want your body pressed with mine,
     I want your hips moving slowly with me,
     I want to be handled so roughly there's left over
     evidence the next morning,
     I want to fight for control til I'm pinned to the
     bed and left at your mercy.

There is no one way I imagine ******* you.
But each one will leave us exhausted and satisfied,
And I don't plan on being very patient.

Obeying
isn't
Understanding

Don't wait

Until you know

for to know

Is to have let the moment pass

Your eyes are so soft and caring;
Your voice is so calm and soothing;
Your hands are gentle, yet so rough;
And your heart is so kind, yet so cold.

I want to take away your pain,
While you stumble around for away to destroy mine.
You're playing with my heart without even meaning to.

Your smile pinches my heart,
And my tongue craves a taste from your lips.
And when I feel your skin against mine,
I imagine even more of it in my head.

you and me
is not reality
and its getting
slipping
away from me
i'm just a trick
your mirrors and smoke
bring me a schwarma platter
and a diet coke
if i am nothing and
never have been
then how come
when you do my laundry
you get your vs
and my dress shirts
all mixed in??

I am a prisoner to the outside .
I am never getting in .
I am flowing with the gentle tide
That does not flow within .

You keep me here ,
Never letting me free
Not even when I shed the tears
You will never ever see

I remain on the outside ,
Never getting out .
No matter how much I've tried ,
You will never hear me shout .

Although my cries are silent .
My thoughts run deep ,
My eyes are a red tint ,
My eyes tired of , weep .

I observe from the outside .
Freedom is what I will never gain .
I am drowning in the gentle tides .
A prisoner I will remain .