i dont really care if you like this, it;s one of my favourites, and i dont care if you dont get it. interpretation is a gift.
9/2/11
Hands on hands leads to entwine fingers,
I never felt closer until…
(It’s a pity this is a game inside my head)
Your warm cheek under my young palm
I never felt closer until…
(A game is too easy a word, let’s think)
You place your hands around my face,
those eyes could never fail
(A second reality may suit this better)
Your breath is so close I taste it,
my shaking so visible
(A preferred reality may suit even better)
You tighten, your bottom lip rests on mine,
I never felt closer until….
(Oh, I pray let this be real)
Tastes just like gold, just like intimacy,
I never felt closer until…
(Oh, I beg let this be real)
And each one of your fingers is possessed
by an entire expedition
(I explore another reality that’s really not)
And your hair through my fingers feels,
I never felt closer until…
(I pray trick my eyes)
As I pull you closer, as you balance
your weight over my body,
those eyes could never fail
And then so gently you lower yourself,
I never felt closer until…
(I pray let me get confused)
Finally our tongues tie around one another,
I never felt closer until,
(Let me mix up my two worlds)
I beg let me get confused
(as your body covers mine)
I’m trying to talk myself into believing
(as your hand runs circles)
this is the real world and the other
(as your hair tickles my neck)
mundane, boring world is the
(as your breathing quickens)
fake.
Please deceive me into this.
I never felt closer until…
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