I know good things come
To those who wait
But I'd come a lot quicker
If you'd stop teasing me

I've seen a thousand lives
Flash before my eyes
Before I've even lived one

Pale body, blue eyes
Dark haired WASP;
adopted.
Cigarette burns
Cigarette breath
Black nail polish;
worn like her gaze.
Plump lips;
Tastes like
*******
and
"he left."

Milk body, brown eyes
Blond haired voice;
accent consumes.
Diseased brain
***** like a parasite
Blood-shot red nails;
scratching at life's surface.
Chapped lips;
Chews on them
like a blown tire
dying between metal
and the road.

Our bodies shifted in and out
like an ameba.
Suffocated by lost teenage years
and daddy issues.
Riding my knee.
On my face.
I want to disappear
into outer space.

Skeleton ***;
our corpses mix.
Sweat stained smiles.
Soap smothered tiles.
Showering with two souls
as lost as mine.

When did I
Start preferring your lips
Over the air I breathe?

I don't know if we'll last forever
But I want to make sure
That you will never be able
To look at another girl
Without thinking of me

Today a fourteen year old asked me
Why it was different
When I had a boyfriend,
Compared to her
What made my love more real?
I looked at her quizzically,
Trying to explain
That she hasn't yet felt
White hot passion
Dark, lustful desire
She hasn't been in a wild free fall
For nearly two years
So I just shrugged
And said
"When you have what I have
You'll know.
Oh, you'll know"
"How?" she asks
Sighing, I replied,
"You'll look in the mirror
And all you'll see
Is where he touched you last"