7/16/2008

if I were to sit
and graze your fingertips
withdraw for a seconds thought
lace our fingers hands and wrists
entwine our arms and eyes
if I were to sit
and kiss your lips
would it be a fleeting moment
or a mind body and soul explosion
as freedom leaks past our teeth
mingling with the air we exchange
would nothing ever be the same
or would nothing ever change
would it be the start or the end
would I gain a love
or lose a friend
--
I don’t want to miss you
or think of you at night
when I’m trying to fall asleep
and the music won’t work for me
I don’t want to wrap my arms
around a pillow or the sheets
pretending I’m pulling you
close to me

I don’t want to sleep with you
in any way shape or form
whether you’re crawling in bed naked
or just trying to keep warm
not even when I’m so tired
but my eyes are still so wide
I don’t want to remember the mess of a bed
I could never seem to get comfortable in

I need a wider space to lay
an empty bed to rest my head
I was always so cramped with you
and I’m looking for something new
a huge bed with fresh sheets
to stretch out my arms and spread my feet
I’ll crank up the AC and be frozen
in this awful summer heat