The corners whisper
A familiar tune
A nostalgic ill
A melodic gloom
A hopeless ode
A call to the moon
The corners whisper
They'll fall in soon

I need you like a
skin needs touch
I long for your rush
flowing over me with every touch
my temperature rising
color turning flush
I can never get enough
feeling you on my skin
the longlasting shadows of your touch
fighting off these feelings
is getting tough
I want to consume you
slowly exhale you like a huff
then take another puff
I love you in the flesh
and will remember you as dust
fall asleep in your arms
and never wake up

I dove in
head first
full force

Expecting an Ocean
And discovered a kiddie pool