Waiting in the cold dew of morning,ice on my windows and cold leather seats.Engine silent. Stalled.Your finger unlocks me.
A kiss is still a kiss…
Not the blindly smitten, all guns blazing, frantic fumbling, jackhammer pounding…
I have feathered away my precious time never having once given you your fair shareof mineI have squandered love on barren soil while all…
Heaven, help me now, Heaven, show the wayGet me back on my own two feetI would lie awake and pray you don’t lie awake for me…
You asked for the chance to dipyour chest all in gold;you asked for the fire to burnsome memories you stole.
We met that day,exchanged our numbers,getting to know each other,hoping to build something.
After youstole a march on medropping your pantsto the floorI rushed headlong intothe space they left;the moon’s bendingover…
Secret traitor peeps the sanctum,
the sacred chamber gapes,
Succulent prune pulp oozes
saccharine nectar in a steady phase