Alarm clock
We are laying together on the floor
talking about stuff, and I try to tell you
but someone walks in the room
and then you look at me and say
"Is this one of those conversations where you tell me how much you like me"? and I say yes
I place my hand over my chest and say
"I have been alone in here for 10 years"
snooze button
We lay in bed together
with your body pressing against mine
Your sleep is so restless but I just lay there
imagining that i'm looking up at the stars
deep in thought and wide awake
I can't seem to fall asleep, even in my own dream
sadly contemplating eternity
i want to build your dreams but you put me at odds with myself
and my responsibilities
snooze button
I'm beginning to lose focus
the world is falling apart
My thoughts are confusing me
Alarm clock*
My wife nudges me and I sit up
Am I really awake?

French kissed by the sun
Those warm lengths caress
Cascading down your body
Drawing forth your scent
Pushing goosebumps away

Like wearing something
Pulled directly from the drier
Covering and an all over feeling
Static electricity, sorted down
Stretching from hairs to a shimmer

Working a caramel, from the oven
Warm through your fingers
Gooey, sugary and messy
Stretching from hand to hand
As you play, a thick treat

Fingers play, and steal a kiss
Work delicious candies
From unspeaking lips and
Silken thighs, against chest
I eat a caramel candied dipped

I am homesick for your arms
Your touch
How we lay intertwined in bed
So effortlessly
Your body
Is more of a house
Than the one I live in
I know it so well
I could close my eyes
And see every inch
Your body
Is a road map
I have spent hours memorizing
I know every ridge of your skin
Every curve
I have traced the trail
That leads to your lips
Over and over again
You are so familiar
That without you
I miss you
But what I miss more,
Is the way I felt with you
Comforted
And at ease
I have always loved this
About you
I have loved you
For the longest time
And although we will not be together
For quite some time
I will always remember your warmth
Your softness
Keep it in my back pocket
And pull it out on days where I feel lost
I have yet to find
Another face of stubble
That is as gentle
As yours
There is not a soul
As sweet
As yours
Your arms
Are the only pair
That can soothe me to sleep
And I am homesick for them.