The Art of Longing

Sunset of your summer, by the poolside all my winters and when you go away, waiting like you're my only way, drowning down in your sight beiges, I feel your heart beating in these pages. Wondering how you aren't mine after all these years and time. It's easier to like you when you act like you know, Maybe I like you best when you're just with me, alone. I love you like I love the stars, I still love you from afar. Easy, the way you come to me, easily you go away and easy you hold my hand, easily you drop it again. You fleece but the deed and the person behind it, picturing you with flowers and with leaves. In all this time and space, I don't see you mine. think I like you best when you're waiting for me across the road, think I like you best when every night you drop me back home. I fancy you but, I know you aren't mine. Do you know your birth date has become a password by this time? here we are again tonight, what's dead may never die, Holding me until I stop crying, holding me when we're happy, I know you love me too, just not the way I love you. Anyways I feel sorry for us, particularly for me, but stay with me, I don't want you to leave. Wondering why aren't you mine after all these years and time. Guess I like you best when you make that face and look at me, guess I like you best when you're jealous of someone I don't even acknowledge, guess I'm ready for combat I won't have to engage in, guess I fell in love with your balance and your grace.