Door Man

"A Drop in the Ocean", by Ron Pope is so you. I just put it on my itunes library. Maybe you just love a woman like a little girl and you barely sleep. Arms around me in anarchy. So "loved" that I am alone most of the time. I do not want the fighting, so I move out of vicinity. I deal with what is in front of me. Family relations leave tall fences. I try to hear what is being said. The cool sunset leaves me breathless as the ropes burn my wrists. Bondage in a way that sexuality is released from earthly. I can say hello, but others never let their minds accept goodbye. So many stalker scars that I exist in the stars not on tv. I bring your arms around me and as you move down my body, I become an age that is divinity for you. Kiss me once, but then close your eyes and I will disappear and wait a year. Maybe the chaos is too much. Broken words and phrases leave you saying, "I love you," through me. I must answer the doorbell. Please leave your message after the beep.