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2am with lips with cream
You only see me on the screen.
How do you know you wanna be with me?
You list all the shower scene, from your favorite movies.
My inadequate sweat on my forehead, hope you cant see.
I want to know what's your favorite ice cream?
Would you give me a taste of your lips, with cream.
Point me in the right direction for gods or spirits .
to explain.
The birds , the bees.
Whats come over me.
Im not a sinner
Only when you are with me.
Dark blurry night
In my apartment
wishing we are together .
Counting the days until we see
Each other in the flesh.
we say good night,
screen goes dark
I think
Your sweet
Voice whispering through the smell of my pillowcase
Pretending the neighbors are you and me.
The ones who are
smashing their bed
frame
into my space.
Keeping me awake,
Wishing for you here
to put me to sleep.
Only wanting your lips with cream.
For now it's you and me
on the screen
at
2am
Eating your favorite ice cream.
Copyright ©
John Diket
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