Just Men
And though I’ve surmised my eyes with
Men in different lighting
I see a fair facade of girls and you trying to glide him
It’s just my absurd JEALOUS DRUNK TONGUE mocking
Maybe, or maybe falling is haunting,
Maybe there’s some magnetic force around him
That shall I feel too, but for I forbid it
For the lie of my life,
I don’t feel envy
For the lust of my life,
He shall want me
Shall for the love of my life,
Shall permit is to let him in my runes,
But if shall there be, for the loss of my life,
Shall turn him in my next broken muse
Here, I lay
With his arresting smile near me,
I can always
See why you would want him
For that, I too, want him too
His eyelashes sparkling like booze
That burns me DRUNK ON LOVE like a fool
His painted cheeks as flush, so pink
Oil paints my face in sweat, unhinged
His smile, his height, his hair, his hands
Are too enticing too excite me, so unfair
His simple brown eyes defeating ocean blue
Cascades my plan of “not falling for you”
Touché, I am LOST and so are YOU.
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Ken Suwan
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