Imagine being someone’s trigger word for pleasure instead of pain.
Left it all to imagination
Really keeping it on the sidelines
Never putting them in the game
Imagine the smile as I rise
Higher than nine
Reflecting, living in memory lane
What is it about you of all people that makes my mind do tricks
Won’t tell you how I feel but you already know.
Convinced myself you’re not worth it as my heart hangs on
What kind of hold could have me struggling like this
Is it really love when it lusts like this…
You’re my trigger word as I revisit the way we make love.
Who kisses like this and don’t mean it
Who’s ready to fulfill my fantasies but not need me?
Who’s staying in the background like an app that won’t close.
Got my whole mind loading slow.
How could you not think of me?
When your name is hitting harder than an epiphany, that’s just crazy.
How we get here as lovers
Like we leave but come back together loving on each other like we missed the hell out of one another.
The kissing before and after
The love and affection
The jokes and the bullshit lies you tell
Keeping me out my feelings unintentionally but I’m always analyzing and paying attention.
Author & Poetically Speaking with Art 