POEM: I grab your thighs and pull you close
I grab your thighs and pull you close You squeak surprised and giddy I feel a sweat drop on my nose You’re warm and soft
I grab your thighs and pull you close You squeak surprised and giddy I feel a sweat drop on my nose You’re warm and soft
I’m just trying, really trying To keep you in my life While I’m slowly, surely dying You’re someone else’s wife And I understand that nothing
Are your cries silent When no one can hear them Ruthless and violent You try to be near them Clawing and scratching To what they
A freshly filled up grave I’m staring at the dirt Don’t know how to behave Or how to bear this hurt I knew there’d come
He never knew a tender touch But knew how much he missed it His body was an unread book That shook right when she kissed
Drifting and hollow and I’m not even sad Clutching my pillow when it‘s not even bad Don’t have the will though to address all the
Your ass looks like a Barbie doll’s I’m staring quite obsessively To squeeze a human in those pants It truly is impressing me I’d love
Was ich glaubte zu wissen Vom Himmel Verrinnt All mein Sehnen Vernebelt mein Denken Bis der Stoff meines Kissens Zu schimmeln Beginnt Von den Tränen
Another thing ends, but I remain Not quite enough chest for all this pain Not quite enough pain for quitting yet So far from where
You wouldn’t understand Why I’m keeping these old photographs Of you holding my hand When we both now walk on different paths You like your