the forms of all my lovers : poetry

she

i could offer her the world
but she already has it

am i awake
is this a dream
or do i only ask that
because of how impossibly beautiful
you look tonight

i don't know

my words don't make sense
neither do yours
not to me anyway

i stopped sleeping
being awake when you are in the world
is much more thrilling

i begin to like you more than i planned
while still hating you
and not knowing why

but i like your couch
and your eyelashes
so i stay anyway

you keep talking
i think you bleed of authenticity
more than anything else

i'm falling in love with you
more and more

my heart is so full of you
that i feel stupid
for even calling it mine

you have invaded every part of me
i have happily let you
your tender sighs and quiet goodbyes
being all that i can remember
from our lousy conversations

and although you have made your way
through me like quick sand
you know nothing about me
you don't even know my name

how can that be
how can i be nameless to you

your rivers flow like diamond tears
through the weakness of my veins
you make me shiver
i didn't know you'd be this cold to touch
yet still somehow
despite your cold
you burn fires inside of me
and leave them burning
long after you have left

now i am just alone
yet you linger in every word i read
traces of you stop my sleep
i don't know why
i still don't know why

your satin red lips stain my mind
stay in my mind
stay in my mind
until
i
burn
and
you
just
watch

i think too much