Friday, February 4, 2011

the drugs.

your mind needs more
your heart wants less.
I want you, I need you
I can't keep you a secret anymore.
We have no secrets, no shame.
Just needs, silly needs, wrapped up in the sheets.
high like the clouds,
in love with the idea of us,
of us? are we an us?
or only behind closed doors, in bed...
you thrust, i want more.
you thrust again, you want more.
More love, more wants.
Less needs.
let us ride off into the hills, into the trees
where your mind needs less
and your heart wants more.