"Sometimes I wish I were madly in love."
oh shit, did I say that out loud.

Think of something,
don't be a Crazy Girl.
Detach, warm the vocal chords.

"Take it out
So I can climb on top, we would make
the perfect gift.
Taped and tied up, my hands
with a rush of tough blood,
the cheap bow around your waist."

I kiss your back
in knots, all I want is to
relax you.

I watch your calves,
in a river of hot milk,
fall soft.

And I chase this shot with your dead
tired skin.

These shoulders won't back down tonight.
There is pink in my walls,
I never noticed before.

"You like that?
Feel good, feel alright?"
I lit a candle
dangerously close to the curtains.

And as I feared I'd sober up
and have to cower back into the blankets
and not be naked,
I saw you reach for your glass
of award winning wine.

The one I left on the balcony,
when my body was finally warm.

I will be the taste you wake up with.

10/29/2005

Posted on 10/30/2005
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