I am open and vulnerable
my sleep eyes are flashing
and now I can't get you
off of my mind
and you are cigarettes and CDs
and long midnight kisses
and eyes that destroy you
in speaking and blinking
and you're reading my feverish mind
long with desire
I want you
I want you
'cause I'm not supposed to
and now you're stuck fast in my brain
spinning touch me
you shouldn't
'cause you're not supposed to
so why do I wake
with your face on my lips
and my dreams reach out grasping
I'm asking you
please won't you touch me
just touch me
I want you to give me
Your hair
and your eyes
and your lips
curled and grinning.
Monday, September 8, 2008
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