i could offer her the world
but she already has itam i awake
is this a dream
or do i only ask that
because of how impossibly beautiful
you look tonighti don't know
my words don't make sense
neither do yours
not to me anywayi stopped sleeping
being awake when you are in the world
is much more thrillingi begin to like you more than i planned
while still hating you
and not knowing whybut i like your couch
and your eyelashes
so i stay anywayyou keep talking
i think you bleed of authenticity
more than anything elsei'm falling in love with you
more and moremy heart is so full of you
that i feel stupid
for even calling it mineyou have invaded every part of me
i have happily let you
your tender sighs and quiet goodbyes
being all that i can remember
from our lousy conversationsand although you have made your way
through me like quick sand
you know nothing about me
you don't even know my namehow can that be
how can i be nameless to youyour rivers flow like diamond tears
through the weakness of my veins
you make me shiver
i didn't know you'd be this cold to touch
yet still somehow
despite your cold
you burn fires inside of me
and leave them burning
long after you have leftnow i am just alone
yet you linger in every word i read
traces of you stop my sleep
i don't know why
i still don't know whyyour satin red lips stain my mind
stay in my mind
stay in my mind
until
i
burn
and
you
just
watchi think too much
YOU ARE READING
the forms of all my lovers : poetry
Poetrya collection of my poetry. pictures used mostly paintings by cesar biojo 🌟 thank you for reading!