Thoughts From Under the Sheets

Written by: Landor Angulo


Tricked, stolen and all but untold 
Unnamed, arrested and bolted to the floor 
I was wondering about what was on the other side 
Would there be a foothold on your tree? 
A rise from the light whispers in my dreams? 

Trances and wishes of something, something 
News of neo-breathe without hesitation 
With hands clasped not in retaliation 
Scared, sad, and my sacred torn jeans 
In a bunch, on your floor, mixed with yours 

Turn to me, anxiety aside, but with pride 
Wide open lips, tongues traced, yet no judgment to pass 
Peace, safety and love found under the sheets 
Blown candy and the silly sweet syrup you promised me