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I feel your eyes on me.
Burning holes into my skull,
To get through to my brain
And see what's going on within.
I sweat from your eyes
Beating down on me,
Seeing the “me” within.
I couldn't even tell you
The color of his eyes
But they've traced my aura,
And they scorch my memory.
When I hug you after our absence,
Your hold lingers and
You inhale the sh!t out of me,
And I am petrified.
Your hands left delicate
Imprints on my skin,
From pressing the hug into your soul.
Your fingerprints have
Touched my aura,
And now I can see them everywhere.
The way you inhaled my essence,
Left chills up each
Vertebrae in my spine.
Something settled in my belly
But it wasn't the passion
That settled in yours.
In my stomach settled a panic,
A cold searing paranoia
That has grasped my innards,
Reluctant to release me.
Every smile you produced
Slap me in the face,
And I smiled back, but now
With the same fervor as you.
My smiles were weak
And nearly frowns.
Your grins
Taunt the dreams
That I can't always remember.
But I'm aware of the grin.
And I'm aware of
The stares that pierce my heart.
And your words are an extreme
Gift to my ears.
Your voice so deep, menacing,
Full of a desire
I shall not bestow upon you.
I'm not so sure that
I've been reserved for you.
April 26, 2005
Suge
Burning holes into my skull,
To get through to my brain
And see what's going on within.
I sweat from your eyes
Beating down on me,
Seeing the “me” within.
I couldn't even tell you
The color of his eyes
But they've traced my aura,
And they scorch my memory.
When I hug you after our absence,
Your hold lingers and
You inhale the sh!t out of me,
And I am petrified.
Your hands left delicate
Imprints on my skin,
From pressing the hug into your soul.
Your fingerprints have
Touched my aura,
And now I can see them everywhere.
The way you inhaled my essence,
Left chills up each
Vertebrae in my spine.
Something settled in my belly
But it wasn't the passion
That settled in yours.
In my stomach settled a panic,
A cold searing paranoia
That has grasped my innards,
Reluctant to release me.
Every smile you produced
Slap me in the face,
And I smiled back, but now
With the same fervor as you.
My smiles were weak
And nearly frowns.
Your grins
Taunt the dreams
That I can't always remember.
But I'm aware of the grin.
And I'm aware of
The stares that pierce my heart.
And your words are an extreme
Gift to my ears.
Your voice so deep, menacing,
Full of a desire
I shall not bestow upon you.
I'm not so sure that
I've been reserved for you.
April 26, 2005
Suge
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