Hair Over Eyes
By steve_j_1985
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I wish I could draw you a picture of what I want to say,
Like a child would show his mother after school,
It would be easier than swallowing my heart every time,
And biting my lip.
When you smile at me I cannot help but break,
And while your eyes would pierce titanium,
Think of how they ravage me.
I cannot think of the time or place where I would
Tell you of my love,
A neverland like in the books we used to read,
But soon someone else will find that time, that place,
And you will say yes, and I will be alone,
But I was in love with you,
Though deep in your eyes I cannot see it.
Like an anti-Casanova I will remain,
Unfulfilled, laughing myself empty,
With a girl who is too beautiful for me,
Her skin too smooth and tanned,
Her hair too soft and perfect,
Her laugh more melodic than a gospel choir,
While inside I pine like always.
And, under a spotlight,
Cast over me in my wild circus of desire,
With bright lights and too much noise,
I will pull my hair down over my eyes,
And feel my facial features disappearing,
As I grapple with myself and everything in me,
Trying not to fuck this up for all the world,
But the vanilla scent you left on my pillow last night
Drowns me in my sleep,
And I am lost in this like a fly in a web long since abandoned.
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