1,173 poems
I’m a mess that you don’t want
What kind of life would it be
It looks good on the outside
Suit and tie
But inside it’s me in sweat pants
Lying on the bathroom floor
Drinking in the bathtub
Rain in my head
And
Sick in the bones
But I can’t stop thinking about you
And I keep saying one day I won’t be sick
And one day things will be better
And when I’m sick
I write letters
To feel better
It’s all rain from the sky
The fire in your eyes
The shadows across your hips
The corners of your lips
There’s a burning desire
Between 1 and 5 am
I close my eyes
And I’m healthy again
It’s just me and you
And I’m a better man
We don’t have to talk
There’s desire in the rain
Let me touch you like a poet
You’re the only woman on earth
I’m drunk from your kiss
Let me memorise your body
And every language that you speak on the brink of the edge of desire
Before you come apart like the weather
The time’s are fast
Past
Everyone says to come last
Can we just undress and forget the rest
It’s just us
Where would I be without you woman
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Regarding Samuel 