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Posted by: thelustpoet on: April 1, 2009

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The streetlights shine down on me

My legs bare

As I stumble tired to my car,

Five o’clock in the morning

You still lay there.

The sound of your breathing

Stays on my mind

And in my head as I drive

I should be happy, shouldn’t I?

I wanted you to want me,

You do.

When I walk through that door,

All you see is me,

But you don’t really see me at all

Your kisses send my heart racing,

Your touch sets my body all on fire

And before you know it,

Your on top of me

My hands grasping at your arms,

Fingers running through,

Disheveled locks of blond hair

It feels like my own brand of Ecstasy

I never want it to end,

Because I know it’s what keeps,

Me in your arms

And afterwards when you touch my face so softly,

Stroke my hair,

And stare straight into my eyes from yours,

I know that I am hopeless

I am falling,

I can’t.

Because everytime you leave me,

I know your with another girl

With all of the qualities you desire,

There’s no room left for me to compare

It hurts a little more everytime

My heart just aches all over

And when we spend actual time together,

I start acting like a complete fool

I can’t stop this nervous rambling

It’s not me at all.

I think we made love the other night

You just wanted to take it real slow

You got too damn close to me

For me to stay away

It’s the little moments I stay for

Like after sex when it all goes quiet

We lay there in each other’s arms

You stare down at my face with something that looks like

Love.

And interlock your fingers in mine,

Then you tell me that you like me,

And I know that you aren’t lying,

Your feelings are painted on your face

I know that you are worth it,

To wear my heart out on my sleeve like this

Your everything I want for me,

You make me smile and feel like dancing again,

I just like being around you,

And it’s hard to explain, but I see all the good in you

I keep hoping that one day you’ll see,

You’ll really see me, and want to be with me

And only me.

I know that when you break my heart

It will tear me all to pieces

I may not leave my house for days

And my resent my children’s faces

Because everytime you walk away,

I’m a little more broken inside

And everytime I drive away,

It’s a little more hard not to cry, and a lot more harder to go

I know that you still lay there,

Not even thinking about me

I keep praying that one day you’ll wake up,

And see what’s right in front of you

It’s me, it’s only me,

Please want me.

(C)MS 2009

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