Nov 18, 2007 22:45
dear love,
i am afriad. i might be so terribly, devastatingly
in love, with you
from over here you are looking absolutely
devine, on the other side of this bed
with a river between our bodies
sheets between our bodies
that way you just opened your mouth
saliva slipped out
and fell onto your wrinkly white sheets
and your shoulder eased, muscles relaxed
and you decided to subconsciously nestle
into the softness of my chest
dear love,
i am thinking i am in love.
but with you?
can it be you are as sweet as i thought
you are as true as i suspected
you are horribly raw in your emotion
and you have no fucking clue what you're doing
but you're doing
you're doing
can it be
and i doubt and i doubt and i doubt
and it is, oh
and it is
love.
dear love,
i think i'll say it, slowly
i'm in love.
lo(i'm)ve
there, i said it.
with, i can't say it.
you. can it be, we
i can't see can't say
i can say
love.
and i doubt and i doubt and i doubt.
you, to you, i think i'll say it
i think i might just say it
i think i'll wake you up and say it.
i doubt that i can
see it, you.
please wake up, and say it.
damn these endless nights, and how they taunt me
take it.