Sensual Conversation pt. 2

had to make a part 2

 

Sensual Conversation Part 2

 

On a night similar to the one that made me

Write this

We sat up with the moon

And conversed

It was like, unknowingly, we rehearsed

Our wedding vowels too soon

We covered every topic

Occasionally veering off on a tangent

But stayed true to one another

I can remember one line distinctively

I told her “I caught feelings”

And she objected

And rejected

That accusation

Stating “no one threw you those feelings”

We both made feelings

They were produced

And her using the word “we” reduced

Every worry I had of mutuality

And to the war on love

I was a causality

Dying and lying

In her arms

Securely away from the harms

Of the world

And coincidentally that is how I really laid

In her arm my head on her lap

Thoughts of her were on their 73^rd lap

Around my mind

We laid free, not a prisoner of time

As she rubbed my head

Caressing my thoughts

My eyes remained closed

Not from fatigue

But I felt the need

To concentrate on my heart

Allowing them to be the start

Of every line I gave to you

Making it even that much more true

As the world flashes before our eyes

Through the T.V.

But all I see

Is you

This is why the T.V. is on mute

I do not look forward to the nightmare

Of reality

Because she is a dream I would slip into a coma for

And tonight me, you, and the moon shared

An exchange of passion and sincerity

And unlike most men, that night was not scaring me

It carried me to were I want to be

And that is next to you for more than the moon to see

It is on nights similar to that one

That makes me pick up my pen

And publish my heart

Telling the world how I fell in love with you

All over again