Mechanics (Body Parts)

When the tide turns,
I’ll let you know.
When my toes stop curling,
when my fingers aren’t clenching.

To be sensitive
can be emotionally expensive.
When I let go,
I’ll let you know.
When my vessels flow free,
when my muscles don’t contract.

It shouldn’t be so strange
to speak to someone.
When I find my range,
I’ll talk to you.
When my brain fires,
when my tongue unravels.

To move as one,
there needs to be fun.
When I find some,
I’ll take you there.
When my teeth straighten,
when my legs stop aching.

Warmth is not a temperature
it is an expression.
I feel it
when your eyes reach mine.
When my cheeks grow round,
when my heart pounds.

Is a dream just a desire
or a fear?
Is it nothing more?
You walk through my night
all the time.
Do you remember
the steps you took in my head?
Do you wake and get the sense
you didn’t spend all night in bed?

Complex doesn’t have to be hard,
simple isn’t always easy.
When I convince you
I won’t act like I won.
When my lips rise,
when my soul flies.

When you find someone,
you have to try.
Or be alone
the day you die.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s