We can stay up late
& touch each other
until we can't think or speak.
We can escape into ideas,
forget everything to remember each other.
But I could never call you at 2 am
when my thoughts are strangled around
the strange concept of self esteem,
the strange concept of self esteem,
energy fueled by trusting myself.
I could never ask you to hold my hand when I'm nervous,
to calm me not with an orgasm,
but with a voice that undresses my worries
& allows me to see them for what they really are.
I could never ask you
to hold everything I carry,
the aftermath.
I could fuck you until I'm hungry
but I could never ask you to stay for breakfast.
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