we move in slow motion
with built up behavior that leaves us nothing
but confusion and desire.
we slip through dark nights
hiding the fire that melts us together.
we fall into silence, these moments with eyes connected
and blooming
all the need
all the denial
all the question of what should be’s and could have’s.
then you leave me cold in a question mark,
wrapped up sheets.
weak in your hands that walk away from me.
