Do you picture me when you're on top of him, playing big and strong?
Wishing the roles were reversed?
You laying under me
Your arms and legs spread wide
Losing all control
Not a single thought in your head
Letting go
Or maybe you keep me a secret
Pulling the blinds closed and switching off the lights
Triple checking the lock
Before pulling me out
Starting only to stop and listen for footsteps
Scared they can hear the dirty thoughts in your head
Feel the ghost of me fill the room as I pass over your skin
Your fingers following the feather soft path of my lips
A path I know you know by heart
I've watched you do it time and time again
I'd like to add more
YOU ARE READING
My Head's Above Water
PoetryLosing the one you thought you'd have forever will really put things into perspective. Life and death, love and hate, the old and the new. Lay back and relax, we're getting over a heartbreak one miserable poem after the other.
