Visiting Poets Do Cool Things To My Head 2001-07-01
I saw the way you were looking at me And in your eyes I saw the Web of carnal promises you were Weaving in your mind All the things you wanted to Do to me Or have me do to you I could feel the heat of our passion As it played itself out in your eyes And for a while I was enthralled with it I wanted to tell you How much every one of your words Made me hold my breath Only to let it out In little doses As each formed on you lips And how your voice brought me back To a time when sexiness Was about attitude And not how quick you are to spread As much as I wanted to tell you this I left I left because you cannot give me more Than a quick fix to my lonliness Because in the morning you Would be off to find the next person Who would serve as your nightly Hiding place from how lonely You really are And I won't be anyone's comfort fuck No matter how much I want to To be inside And become one of your thoughts If only for a brief instant To breathe your spirit into me And merge mine into you I've found that one night stands Leave a bitterness on my tounge The next day And makes me uncomfortable Every time that person is near And I cannot spoil the image I have in my mind of you In that way
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