I.
the cavernous hole in my heart,
you fill it up with warm kisses and
50s love songs
romantic sonnets in your sighs
fogging up the glass
turning down the lights
taking off
your shoes
II.
flowers regrow in the spring,
what was dead and empty becomes new again.
though the vines still cling to my throat i
hold myself back from telling you
all that i really want to tell you like
how i wish i knew what you were thinking
i have a feeling you know me too well
III.
the concept of love is enough to keep us going,
yet you say it's what holds you back.
tell me, is this love?
IV.
saccharine whispers
float through the starry skies i
watch them wade around while
i listen to you breathe and think
what a great thing that
you take for granted
V.
you say i complete you.
you say you feel empty without me.
i think you're a smooth talker
i think you know just what i want
i think that,
if this is your way of saying
"i love you" then
i'll take it.
