You’re trouble.
But I can’t seem to stay away.
My heart pounds when I see you.
Beating like a drum
opening the moment for suspense.
As you get closer,
it pounds louder.
And the only thought I can hear
is the one to make yours pound too.

You would think I knew the difference
between truth and deceit,
but it is one in the same.
A constant grey of everyone’s fluctuating perceptions
of trying to obtain the things they want.

I wonder
what it is like to think
clearly,
to focus,
to be free of distraction.
My thoughts are constantly,
interrupted
by your voice,
your touch,
and my memories
of a life that once was
and a dream of what could have been.
Often, my mind wants to lock the door
so you can no longer walk in,
but the hallucinations are too addicting.

My legs quiver
at the touch of your mouth
slowly grazing upward.
I surrender
completely
to the weight of your body
and the grasp you have
on my heart.

As the sun rises,
I see the light dance across your face.
You are asleep
And perfect in your imperfection.
Even the shadows of the blinds
Can't darken my view of you.