~<Helpless>~

~<2>~

The way his timeless eyes wander
From my chocolate eyes to my deserted lips
The way his gentle hands stroke mine
As if exploring every inch, as if he wants to remember every nook and cranny
The way his arms hold tightly around me
Because if he lets go I will fall apart, broken, scattered in every direction
The way his strong fingers protect
With each stroke a bond stronger than Earth itself settles around our hearts, connected
The way his soft neck glides beneath my finger pads
It's twists and turns leave breathless space between my fingers
The way his ruffled hair dances about
Either that small patch in the back of his neck I twist in intent or the mass atop his head I kiss as he sleeps
The way his lips move and guide mine
Getting lost in their ways of grace, love, lust, and control, strength, guidance
The way he can kiss me
As if tomorrow will never arrive, as if it's his last
Strewn across my fingers, hand, wrist, up my forearm
Placed on my lips, for safe keeping
In that way he had left me lifeless, motionless, breathless, helpless
Yes, helpless
That's strange feeling of lost helplessness
Helpless

Angels on your pillow sweet dreams goodnight my love. Talk to you tomorrow.