Well, she’s a righteous shortcoming
I want to be her. To dance her.
To lick her skin deep within
She knows my heartache
(It’s a sick mistake.)
I can’t break her trust
I must trip in her eyes
It’s no surprise
Her heart tries to capture
That what is in me
When I soak in the ripples of her bliss
I cannot dismiss that I
No longer
No longer
No longer
Know me.
She is my mind’s eye
My birthright
Her omen breaks on sand
And I know that she
No longer
No longer
No longer
Feels me.
To dance in Her. To dance with Her. Starlight of rays.