Je T'aime

[embersofomega]

Inward I breathe, your scent clings to me like a dryer sheet
And I weep and I weep and I reach out and I get nothing...
a signature, a fume, a trail, a scent of your freak perfume.

And then I'll cry and I'll wail, and I'll hold myself and tell tales
How it was all just a dream, within a dream, and I was too young for him
And he was too ... too... too... good for me.

And then I remember the tears in my eyes
and how he held me metaphysically while I cried
And shared so many songs in the comforts of our nights

And the movies we'd watch, the words we'd weave
And the way he got me, got me, got me to sing

And play in a land of make believe
Where lovers touch across the universe
And nothing meant anything without the curse
Of soft skin, and broken glass night kisses
And dreaming of dreaming of wild wishes

And him coming out of the shower, naked, and dripping.
And my mouth watering at the thought of someone who could devour
Who wouldn't waste his time with insults or flowers

And a boy and a girl, the boy so bright and so blue
Full of tears of sadness and a possession possessiveness of you.
With your mind and your whiles and your quickening pulse