I like being inside the inner curve of your heart.

I like the silence

of your scream

of pleasure

cast out

against my neck.

Together

in the loudness

I have noticed

that we have the habit of crumbling.

This is a circle

incasing us

inside this moment

you in me

and me

waiting for a get away plan.

I like your hands on me

deep

and inflamed

against this skin

of pigment

and wild verse.

I love the feel of your skin

but...

...however.

Together

I feel the walls

build and thicken

against my hand

that wants to hold yours.

Together

outside of this perfection that we have created within ourselves

I feel separation.

I close my eyes

lights flashing

no longer important

and I can detect

your lips parting above me.

Light off

light on

if only it were always like this

always this simple

this

complete.

Together

my hand mapping your face

as though

in this moment

it were my only escape route.

I fall into you

alive

with a feeling that I feel no where else.

Love

is

simple

poetry

against

your lips

when you're inside of me.

My heart is shattering

feeling you asleep next to me

and me

against you dear sweet boy.

Tip toeing

tantalization

my bags are packed

and my hand stretches out against the wall.

Hold me up

pride

your all I have now.

Together

I'm alone again

down the hall.

I wonder about my words

too strong

too shocking

but I see truth spread out before me like a red carpet

leading me out the door.

I feel loneliness

and I scream out

in my silent little way.

My hair is falling over my face

and I take another step

regress

and go back to you.

I love the feel of your face.

I love the feel of your body

but I still feel the walls

thickening

like rain against a flood.

I'm drowning

against you dear sweet boy.

I get up

when I'm with you

I feel

so beautiful

and

so much love.

But when I'm alone

I feel

so beautiful

and so much independence.

Dear sweet boy

my hand is on the door.

I close my eyes

alone

again

dear sweet boy

and I remember.

Good bye.