Friday

You Linger

I brushed my skull
Frantic and needless
Mohawked peach fuzz
Occupying half my head
I remember hoping you like it
Like it...sounds so strange

Immediate glistening
Perspiring at the very thought
I strode in your direction

There was something
Who can describe that something
How do you quantify it
I felt this surge cell of light
White and sweet,  pulsate through me
Our gaze was every corny thing
From every cheesy song
In every stupid lovesick movie
I was immediately drunk on you
Yes I had other loves
But you permeated my heart
In such a way
The sadness shocks me