Seven Trees Tearstained
Waking up
with the lights still on
Thinking all night
about where I belong
Writhing in frames
of your vanished shame
A tearstained view
replaying pictures of you
Your warmth warming him
His hands on your skin
Seducing susceptive ears
Your eyes tasting his
A sore eternal kiss
Wiping away your tears
Shaping up
through the night so strong
Nourishing from hopes
of a place to belong
Detesting the earth
of your world so cold
Accessing emerged
retaining lies so bold
You insist you resist
still the urge slipped through
Crippling all trust
exerting faith too cruel
Your warmth warming him
His hands on your skin
Seducing susceptive ears
Your eyes tasting his
A sore eternal kiss
Wiping away your tears
Your flesh tempting him
Hands caressing skin
Indulged by his eager words
Your voice close to his
A stark eternal kiss
Wiping away our years
Your dark hungry eyes
Startling his lies
Pretending both close and true
Ravishing our inner view
