I wish I could recall with precision, what you looked like the first time we met. The exact contours of your face, the colour of your eyes, the texture of your lips, the smell, the feel, the presence of you. I wish I could go back to that exact moment and kiss the living daylights out of you. Oh, if only my memory was a movie I could replay at will, pausing at every frame that includes you. Maybe pausing for so long that I forget to return to the present.
Aftershocks of desire
I reel
under aftershocks of desire
For hours after
Twinges coursing through my veins
Setting my cells on fire
So unbearable
So pleasurable
All I can do is close my eyes
And wait for the sweet storm to pass
Or hope to be trapped in its grasp forever.
Stupid crybaby
Stupid crybaby
Never been able to get a handle
On the damned waterworks
Never been able to put a censor on
Or stem the flow of my feelings
Stupid, stupid, stupid
No idea how I got here
But here I am
Naked as a newborn babe
With nothing at all to shield me
From the numbing pain of my hurting heart.
A little too much
it would be so much simpler
my emotions in check
and not a rollercoaster ride
through highs and lows
that leave me feeling
painfully uncertain
But as things stand,
I want you a little too much.
If I missed you less,
I'd be in a much better place
Not battling cravings
for you
Every waking second.
But as things stand,
I miss you a little too much.
If I loved you less,
it would be so much easier
my heart safer
my days calmer
But as things stand,
I love you a little too much.