Lost

I got lost in the sound of your voice. Dazed and confuzed, in this netherworld I’m bound. Exhausted and overly-abused, like a tired old dog, I search for a door that is nowhere to be found.

I got lost in the brownness of your eyes. I disquise my desires in a veil of stories and lies. And while I know you exist, somewhere out there, I’ll dream of sliding on the curls of your hair…

D.