moonflowers
quiet, giant
beneath the waning moon
high rise apartment
million dollar loft
borrowed for the weekend
west side held us
with steady arms,
on a king sized bed
surrounded by art
i was following apart
but it all turns to anger
and i couldn’t stop yawning
because all the fighting
it makes me tired.
how do you do it
how do you love
the ones you love?
when they’re so spread out
and they won’t come close
& what are they so afraid of?
moonflowers
blooming under the stars
that can’t be seen by the city lights
you laid your head back,
and laughed
then cried
a tear dripped down your face
on each side
how do i do it
how do i be the one
they will love?
with all my doubt
it’s hard to come close
what am i so afraid of?
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