sort of annoyed

[meriae]

so I'm subtle

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[meriae]

this was the poem:

you make my coffee in such a perfect way
sweet and warm, comforting to my soul
I would die to curl up in this cup
pull the liquid over my head
and go to sleep in its warmth

blinders on my eyes it seems
focusing so narrowly on the bands
where my moments are our moments
less frequently as of late
is that my doing?

I pull back and I sense you
reach out for me
a scared rush of feeling
redoubles your effort
to hold me to you

I ask for so much
pounding against doors
barred against me
crying like a child
alone and cold in the dark

I see those dreams
where your eyes meet mine
and our embrace leads to
passionate kisses
and lengthy exchanges

but is this just my dream
hoping you'll know
that my heart yearns
so fiercely
let me in or let me go...