pabst

the night has been forgotten
where is the love?
the one you speak of
the one in the tower
you miss her so much but cannot feel your own feet
speak to me, dear woman
from the bed to the floor
is that all i'm good for?
a quick tuck, a gentle push
do i squeeze you in lust?
where do you want me?
a band on your finger
a tool in your shed
a toy in your bedroom
a curtain, less kept
i try to envy you, i try to understand
these moments of virtue I cannot discard
for the words are at the tip of thine tongue
forever fluid forever at risk
i need to tell you this
i love you, don't you understand
where do i go from here?
where will i stay?
you honesty is mine also, on display
find coffee and drink it, no shame of mine
i wish to be with you still
but you must find, true love, is a cry away from sadness
a whimper and a kiss on the cheek
the alter boy for Abrahams son, will he survive the wake?
i leave you now, just for this short time
i will be back soon, with a pack of cigarettes, too harsh to smoke
yet i call it mine