The sounds of the night,
ticking air conditioners, the hum of electronics.
the soft sweat purr of my Josephine.
Some days with you are pure heaven.
Some a drag through muck.
The strength of your eyes
The love in your arms.
The hurt of your actions.
Your intentions confuse me. Strain me
I used to think I had it all figured out,
now my over thinking complicates things.
When I think about it,
I know I love you, my feelings are in a knot
When I finally have you,
should I be happy or angry.
I can't help but feel abandoned.
Left at the mercy of my own crazed mind,
naked in the recesses of my soul.
So at the nights end
I will do the same as I have the nights before.