By Gala
Date: 22 July 2000
Midnight Embers
I find myself pulling you close,
wrapping myself around the memory
of you, and your touch,
knowing that tonight,
this is as close as we might get.
Bittersweet---the tang of honey and lemon
but soothing still.
I need this time alone
to remind myself
that i can be without you,
those sweet words
that addictive touch
and just when I think I'm fine
and five sorts of noble
my mind strays back to you again.
Wondering
Worrying like a bad tooth,
that i touch with my tongue
knowing it can hurt me...
but not able to resist.
You're fine, I tell myself.
I'm just peachy
so why are you
the drug I crave,
the ghost of a taste to my heart
and why when I escape to sleep
will I find you waiting for me
if i really didn't need you tonight?
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