I am more than
Location
I want but true affection
rather than that
produced by guilt
desperate to stay one
you succumb to old habits
and donate no reassurance
i doubt
in cycles
and I am at the top of the ferris wheel
i see the land
and not the man next to me
am I more than just a variety
of frozen food and prepared meals
and the occassional agressive "ive missed you"
exhaled between kisses
i am acustomed to your familiarity
and your soap scent
and harsh tongue
your lashes at my best men
but you are calming
but you are rough waves
i am tired of being brushed against the shore
i should be the ocean