When I touch myself
I think of you
And when my body explodes
I envision us
And where I am now
Is not where I should be
And what you perceive
Is not what it could be
A burden upon thy breast
These words you speak,
Sweet nothings in my ear
Are they token of truth?
Or a lie shroud in white?
And where I am now
Is not where I should be
Does this mind decieve,
Or have you done so instead?
The choice you give, seems full of folly
Yet my mind screams, Is it worth it??
And where I am now
Is not where I would be
A step in the right direction;
Or a foot fall back?
Words I wish to hear,
Flying on silver wings in my heart
But where I am now
Is not where I should be
Torn between love and lust
Should I be foolish now?
My mind whispers This is what I want,
Yet intuition cries, ‘Reason!”
And where I am now
Is where I need to be
Gifts filling to the breaking brim
Passion whispering through the winds
Ever is a saddened heart, one that bleeds loss
The body shouts yearning, the heart weeping still
And where I am now
Is where I have to be
Lying, facing the stars
The Love Child’s martyred mother
A web of gilded lies weaved
A moon full of empathy and laboured love
And where I am now
Is not where I should be
And what thee know of me
Is not what it could be