Friday, March 31, 2017

Like 2 and 2

I'm feeling so disturbed
You were exemplary like 2 and 2
Like my collection of stamps
Like the content of my bookshelf

Forgive me on thursdays
But my wantings were out of tune
And I was caught dreaming
Tickling the surface underneath

I'm still grateful for your time
But they dissolved me in your warmth
I was rising right above the ceiling
Throwing crumbles I'm still hoping to find

Accept my most sincere apologies
You were perfect like my tomorrows
Like the consideration of my dog
Looking over me

Everything was screaming in me then
I missed a few daytimes
I'm so upset
Love has marked my forehead 

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