But then again…

I see in you
This man I want
To be open
With you I feel
And without trying
I know we are both guarding
Our preciousness
From harm and destruction

I think your serious face is quite nice
But a smile
The hint of laughter on those cheeks
Your eyes bounced side to side when you were thinking

You make me feel like i do
when i get in the shower
naked and warm
and when the water comes down on me
i have no choice
but to look up to my God
in thanks
for the cleansing i know
is on its way

You think too much
Just like me
What did she mean?
What do I mean?
To you

And what do you want me to mean
When I say what I say

I would say more
But I rather write
Because to write is to say it all
Without saying anything

I wouldn’t mind getting caught up
In you
In the tangle of thoughts you have
Each night you write
What do you write?
Recipe, poetry, melody
You say music drives you
Can I ride?