Even then I slept on the couch
When I tried to scrub clean
Off my lips what I was feeling
It scared me
But did it scar me?
Your tender outline
It was a passing fling
Yet you remain intimate
Now time’s changing
And your face shows feelings
Of a second chance at
Another mistake
Or maybe I’m dreaming
Of a tacit discovery
You couldn’t help but decline
I am not trust worthy
I want that raw rush of climax
And your candid approval
Since my thoughts have been
Out of my control
Those whispered cries
In your calls as of recent nights
Have caused me to
Begin to speculate
It’s frightening how truly honest
I can be with you