Reading about oil prices, and crises

[deed_is_done]

you brush against me and i soar
but as soon as fantasies start
reality chimes in with reason
i beckon of my senses to allow me
to think you're here for me

darling, you stand all too close
when you stroke your hair
you lean right in
right inside the scene
where i could kiss you on
a silver screen we'd fall
into play if you were here for me

i know it's only madness
that keeps me here
awake on articles
of political degrees
anything to keep my mind
away from the thought of

you

you float like heaven
just as hard to map
sweet release of oxygen
need to remember to
breathe around you

the simple is not as such
the captain is down another deck
and this ship is unsure how to sail
without a way to understand your eyes
i could crumble into the nearest island

you keep me open to a sanctuary thought
and the intimacy in all that lies around
cornered by a notion of perpendicularity

you float around without
a thought of my eyes
oblivious to my ways
another passerby
if you don't get me soon
soon i will remember why
why i can't breathe around you