my mind is blank
I no longer see the sun rise.
I lay with the memories
I lie about our histories
no longer will my sun rise.
I remember ~
Your hair curled down your neck
splashing on your pillow as you sleep
your soft white skin
your beautiful eyes
the passion of your lips.
I long to put my arms around you
hold you close and keep you warm
lay beside you and watch you sleep
keep you safe and away from harm
you are my ego trip
you are my acid trip
you are my wet dream
you are my silent scream.
mudcrow
1998
