Thursday, June 13, 2013

We Are All Looking For That Someone Whose Demons Play Well With Ours

Falling in love
In red-lit hotel rooms
If I still smoked
I would light a cigarette
Porn on the television
The school girl whimpering
In between cuddles
And tongue kisses
Stories from my childhood
Confessions of your past
You could destroy me
But I watch you sleep
Peaceful like a little boy
I could take care of you

Falling in love
In my bedroom
The afternoon sun
Hits you in such a way
That you are golden
In between fights
You say petty, I call them
Your bullshit
How do you trust someone
So deceitful?
When they dump
All their sins on your lap
Do you swallow
Or do you spit

Falling in love
In the dark
The sun is setting
My aunt would be arriving soon
You tell me of things
I do not understand
I do not care for
My attention wavers
But your eyes burn into mine
Part sermon
Part confession
The demons that we walk with
And I cannot look away
My fascination holds me
And keeps me



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