Tell me something I don't know.
I want it to eat up the hours
and make time go by more quickly
to make it seem like we aren't going too fast.
Hold my hands and ask me not to tell a soul,
to keep this moment between us
and the warmth of your mouth on mine.
Run your fingertips up and down my side,
let their feather light voices scream
that I am all you've ever wanted.
Close your eyes just dream.
Let my sighs sing you to sleep,
and my butterfly kisses leave
whispers of my dreams
to tingle on your cheek.
With my dress gathered at my hips
and your hands on my knees
I'm not sure if this is a good thing.
I'll raise my eyes to the sky
as your breath quickens against my neck,
searching for the second star to the right
and straight on to the morning after
when I can blame it on intoxication.
I'll kiss your cheek as the sun bids hello to the day,
and find my dreams have up and flown away,
with only the stain of my lips left on your skin.
Tell me something I don't know,
like how I deserve someone like you.
It'll eat up the hours and make it seem
like we're going slow enough
to give me time to run away.
Hold my hands tighter, never forget my lips.
I'll whisper I'm sorry
as your heartbeat in my ears guides me home.
I'll cry alone in the bathtub
while the sun glares through the curtains,
because scrubbing won't get your smell off my skin.
And I know it could never bring you back
