Slapdash

8

Spin me around
Kiss me 'til our heavy breathing is the only sound
That my ears will hear
Breathe away the dust beneath my eyelids 'til I see everything clear
Don't lie to me, my dear
Hold me 'til the candlelit stars appear
Why, baby, why don't you do these with me again
Cuddling by the fire, the night's so cold but we're so warm, stayin' wide awake 'til our bodies can
3 am promises made with thirsty fingers wrapped 'round a bottle of beer to drink forth
We are alcoholic souls; intoxicating but offers a 100 % sober comfort
But have we gotten so drunk that we slept in two different beds?
And the hangovers consumed our memories the next morning, like flies do over thrown and wasted breads
I wish you forgot to lock the door like you always did
So I can watch the rise and fall of your chest and not worry, for tucked under my tongue, were goodbyes I never longed to bid
The night's been so perversely cold lately
But colder is my morning coffee
That you used to brew
Casually, expertly, and without further ado
My ties been lying untouched 'round my drawer for months, missing your hands that deprived them of pleat
Can't wear them on, wrinkled and writhed
My rearview mirrors grew dust and I can't see what goes behind
It hits me always with a sense of déjà vu; of when I didn't see us running blind
To the things that break us, hurt us and made our hearts weep
Now when we lie awake and we don't see the same thing up ahead, I wish you'd still fall sound asleep
If one day you wake up with a heart and a mind that is sober
Hope you come in my room and take off my shirt; pull me close like you used to for your arms is the clothe I most love to wear
Stay and let us steal the lonesome night that is yet to be sold
To bereaved souls like myself, who feel nothing but cold