The days the sun cries
I´m starting to consider that you´re a bit pedophilic, you´ve
watched me mature, you saw me take my first steps, you
where there every day, and every evening you told me
goodbye and left. Yet you still stand there and kiss my lips,
warm them, nibble at them. How can you do this?
I feel you caressing my body, toying with it. Sometimes I hate it
when you do so, coloring my crust red; but then there are
those times that I shut my eyes and enjoy every second of it,
feeling you caressing my jaw line and stroking my cheeks till
they´re red.
You think that I don´t see you cry, every day you cry, because
you know that we could never make love at night, you try your
best to stretch the days, peeking over the hills at sundown and
come morning time, you peek again waiting to see me, but I
cheat on you, I linger not for you, I slumber instead.
Even though I cheat on you, you still love me, you shield me
with rays that form into warriors and with just a crack of my
fingers I could command them to attack anyone my heart
wishes. But you know I have not the heart for that.
But the sad thing is that you know, and I know that we could
never be, if I was to move my world a foot towards you, I´d
die, not because I love you and know that I´m closer towards
you, but because the things that I love about you is that you
are warmth and like all things too much of it is bad for the
human body. So in some ways I cry for you too.
I´m starting to consider that you´re a bit pedophilic, you´ve
watched me mature, you saw me take my first steps, you
where there every day, and every evening you told me
goodbye and left. Yet you still stand there and kiss my lips,
warm them, nibble at them. How can you do this?
I feel you caressing my body, toying with it. Sometimes I hate it
when you do so, coloring my crust red; but then there are
those times that I shut my eyes and enjoy every second of it,
feeling you caressing my jaw line and stroking my cheeks till
they´re red.
You think that I don´t see you cry, every day you cry, because
you know that we could never make love at night, you try your
best to stretch the days, peeking over the hills at sundown and
come morning time, you peek again waiting to see me, but I
cheat on you, I linger not for you, I slumber instead.
Even though I cheat on you, you still love me, you shield me
with rays that form into warriors and with just a crack of my
fingers I could command them to attack anyone my heart
wishes. But you know I have not the heart for that.
But the sad thing is that you know, and I know that we could
never be, if I was to move my world a foot towards you, I´d
die, not because I love you and know that I´m closer towards
you, but because the things that I love about you is that you
are warmth and like all things too much of it is bad for the
human body. So in some ways I cry for you too.
Inspiration hit me in a taxi ride, I know it´s nothing good. I will have to proof read it someday.
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I love comments so please leave as much as you want.
Please don´t steal my work, it´s a lot better to make your own plus this is copyrighted me, Fred Chirinos.
