lost without you,
naive to the world of lust
love kills me.
love reveals satisfaction.
my pores seep of red goo,
little cartoon hearts pumping pumping out of my skin,
like bubbles from
a toy pipe.
weaving through streets of Portland
hand locked
lip locked
with you.
I would die
today
if that's what it took
to
do it all over again
tomorrow.
you are my satisfaction
2000 miles kills me
you are my love
you are my best friend.
I'm drinking the rest of the
bottle of wine you bought me
so I can sleep tonight
I can't sleep
unless you are sleeping
next to me.
