your eyes, i could spend every moment
feel of your touch, your hands, everything
swimming in the motion as if we were dancing within arms
the warm waves of potential, but harm always lingered
taste of your fingers while crumpled under bleachers
you watched, had your fun as i had none
i look at today like it never knew yesterday
my best knows my worst and my worst knows my worst
but you never touched or even felt thirst
death between your thighs, the pressure of never
you knew my ways, words and how wise
i always looked in your eyes, i had no hidden crimes, no agenda
felt time and could essentially climb
yet days were grime and most, i only knew limes
my tequila had crimes and i didn’t realize mine
but i always knew time, your flight and the way i looked at you
memorized by a guy that never understood life
that it was his choice and his life, but i’m thankful because now i know alive
and instead of knowing, i understand time
but more importantly, this life