Caught Up Words

So last night

I

Came to some conclusions

I’m losing

Little by little

This battle

To think of

Only him

Really

It’s not on purpose

I’m hurting

To admit

That as I lay with him

I only want

To feel you fit

Yourself

Inside me

I likely

Am going crazy

Maybe

It’s a faze, lately

I only see your face

When we are

Closing space

Between us

I see us

You and me

And hate to think

That he

Might read

My thoughts

His lips

Are soft

But I

Want yours

Much more

I hurt to think

He tastes

My want for you

All along my skin

If maybe

My pores are scored

With traces

Of your scent

If it’s apparent

That my wet

Coincides

With the closing of my eyes

When I

Can’t help

But think of you

He likes our love gentle

And slow

He makes

Delicate

Dedications

To my soul

And I

Itch

To fix

My lips

Around your…

It’s

Insane

As we make love

I ache to touch

My mouth

To yours

It was innocent

In its inception

A thank you

Quickly

Turned to questions

To conversations

To my imagination

Running

Rapidly to you

Free time found me

Humming happily

Your tunes

So used to you

It seemed

We had known

Each other ages

And slowly

Friendly

Turned to

Aching

Making

Me aware

Of feelings creeping in

Seeping in

Sleeping in a bed

That felt

Empty of something

I badly needed

Be good

We should

But really

It’s becoming

Unbearable

Terrible to think

That I love him

Our relationship

But I really want to sink

So deep

Don’t want to keep

Submerging

This urge inside of me

Coming

Closer

To conclusions

Often doing

Things I shouldn’t

Hoping

He wouldn’t

Notice

Hands wet

With my open

Hoping

To know this thing

I feel for you

Sticky

Situations

Making for impatient

Wasting

Of me on his new sheets

While he

Sleeps

I keep my needs

A secret

Clean these fingers

With the same tongue

That speaks of love

So he doesn’t become

Aware

Of when I come

Hard

To the conclusion

That I don’t

Wanna lose him

I just need

A chance

To prove him

Wrong

I never said your name

I just learned

A different song

Somehow got it stuck

In my head

And it found me

In bed

And it’s bad

But I get

His reluctance to believe it

So I breathe in

And confess

I am happy

In this bed

Pleased that he can’t see

The naked need I keep

Inside my head