Are You Real?!

Used to think infatuation was the end,
another scrap of paper and,
another bleeding pen, but...
when you like and,
you're liked,
what's the next step?

Along the way I lost myself,
between frayed edges,
concepts and dreams,
the idea that I would always go wrong
But what if this story
went amiss,
what if your attraction was real and not another broken promise?
What if I drowned out this sorrow
with alcohol and smoke,
what if I lost myself inside a broken book?
What if I was wrong and you were all it took...

I've got the notion that
you're more real than the others,
but you disarm me with a smile and I
forget where we were going

Did we have a specific purpose,
beneath the enchantment and delusion,
or did I make you up,
You're so amazing are you really even
human?

Am I dreaming or am I dying?
are you real or is my mind lying?

I crave your lips... your scent... your company

I crave your lips, your scent, your company
The moonbeam radiates through the cracks of your skin.
I crave your lips, your scent, your company.
Starving, I prowl these empty streets, tonight.
Hungry for your sleek laugh,
your measured pretty pace,
the liquid sway of your hips as you prance toward
and away from me..

I want to eat the pale canvass of your nose
down to your chin.
I'm flaring with the need for your unrefuted skin.
I'll eat you whole, skin and bones,
like a savage and your lover.
Like a lover of the the moon meeting head-on
with your hot heart..

I'm a satiated beggar filled with your grace.
I'm a lowly painter under the arrogance of your face.
I'm a wretched soul on the brink of your mercy.
I crave your lips, your scent, your company.