your head on my shoulder
your breath ticking my skin
i wonder if i'm ever going to
felt that way again, as the sun
starts to dim
you put a spell on me
with every kiss you
pressed on my lips;
you sucked life out of me
touching me, burning my
every breath
these days i can hardly
think of something else
besides you, how it felt
to have you underneath me
the ghost of your desire
caressing with a lovers gentleness
setting me on fire—these days i can
hardly remember the way
you loved me, without
crumbling into tears
your head on my shoulder
your fingers intertwining with mine—
they slip from my touch
falling back in time
and once more, all i do
is cry
