Arguments over ironing
Finelines
I can't stop crossing them

You smelled loudly of smoke and desperation
I wanted nothing more than for you to experience me but to never know me

White knuckles
Distracted mind
No eye contact
My skin brushes your shirt
And all the weeks of trying to forget you come undone
I let my tongue lose with you and you pay for my secrets with jazz albums
Did you think of me when you heard this
Or did you want me to know how cool you are?

The train is delayed
Would we sit close to each other and smile and laugh while we wait
Would things have turned sour by now
Would you text me late at night to come over
Or would you stroke my hair and tell me I am beautiful over coffee

Every time Elon does something terrible I play Grimes songs in hopes that streams will fund her custody battle.

I have always overestimated people's interest in me and you were no exception
I broke my heart again and again on your altar
telling myself it was fine to cling to the edge.

I wanted you so bad
That I fantasized
About you and your fingers
between my thighs
You in between my mind
Our bodies keeping rhythm and time
And when I smell the earth I think of you
Grass stained starry eyed and blues

A weakness for left handed pisces
A strength for reading palms
The salt on your skin in the morning after a night of drowning sorrows
Lips on the back of my neck
But a girlfriend who lives in your phone
You tell me you want me so badly but not enough to be alone.

I want to baptise my tounge in whisky
Cleanse my day of the small injustices
I want to fold my legs in front of the fire
Let the heat bring me back to life

I cannot cut off what exists in my core
I can only learn to live with it while it consumes me from the inside out
My karma for tasting the apple
The dogma of my guilt or lack there of
I simply want to be yours to feel your flesh to taste your smoke to know your songs and to see your lust

Endlessly my thoughts turn to you
Exhausted by the way you creep into my lonely moments
And while my hands do their best they cannot quench the thirst I have for you