scout:

jmsc:

stupidinboston:

shegoesbam:

your room, holds the key,
to my body’s desire,
while my body, keeps resisting,
the hearts, lying fire

as i lie awake, the sun brings a new day
and i contemplate the risks of, say
walking 20 miles in 20 degrees fahrenheit at 5:20 in the a.m.
and looking like your whore

because all the book smarts in the world
won’t prepare me for this war
or prevent the tangled sheets
that lead to your floor

and all my minds resistance
won’t bring enough distance
to protect me from the streets
that lead to your door

and as i fall asleep, the moon brings light to night
meanwhile, my dreams turn to nightmares as i fight
to stay in the present and present you with the present of me
and the words leading to my core

while you listen, i pour,
resisting the slip,
yet we slide, into bed,
with a hip-stripping kiss

© Desiree Trimble 2006

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