euphoric paranoia
               accompanies your touch
as you finger your way
               under my skin
shadows on the curve
               of your neck
jitters of reality
               involuntary fantasy
caverns in my body
               unrecognizable reflections
disintegrating away
               maybe its your love
                            maybe its ****

my entire body aches
from wanting
and needing your
ice cold touch
to engulf me
and ease the tension

amazing how, although
miles and miles away,
you can still see the stars glisten

makes you wonder if maybe
there’s something
miles and miles away

that can see the light inside
your soul

how silly of me
to think that anyone would ever
choose a used truck
over a pristine new hybrid

i am too used and too broken
for anyone to even bother to repair

i haven’t worn my retainer in weeks
i decided that tonight would be the night
that i reacquaint my teeth
with its plastic metal friend

and the pain, oh the pain
of my teeth being moved back into place

who could have thought that bone
could be swayed by a piece of plastic

and who could have thought that i
would still be kept awake
by the thought of you

i haven’t thought about you in weeks

but here i lay, teeth aching
and heart aching