September 23, 2011

I feel as if the fuse has been lit on a bomb that I am helpless to disarm

I sat on the stairs, waiting for you to come
I waited all night and then you walked through the door
Dark hair, bright eyes, cut lip and plugged in
Only Lydia knew both our thoughts.

The feverish tunes on a sick guitar,
Playing melodies of desires so strong.
Warm hands interlocking safety in my mind
Small commitment enlarges my smile.

I’m addicted to saying your full name
Boy you laugh and I can’t think
The waterfall of emotion hits hard in my chest
I can’t go back to my old dimensions.

Overcoming common logic, all sense aside
You’re mesmerizing aroma held under my nose,
I sunk my teeth into the idea of love.
Without you I’m average.

Stars erupt throughout the sky
That gentle soft grass cushioned our stay
Our words held hands in the night
And that’s when I knew you were my best friend.


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