ninji

pressing. forth. up. into you. and after.
dreaming of a boy. who'll finally let me rest.
beside him.
princess. only in the play sense.
not high maintenance. but i wanna be adored.

i wander. i always mean well. i wither around cruelty. i wish that i could care less.

addicted. i fell in love with your voice first. it put you high above the rest.
i'm trying to reconcile my inner life, my dream life, my voice, with the body i've been given. and the temperament. the sensitivity.

i'm trying to make them all okay.


i can't stop dreaming about you.
i'm trying to reconcile my love for you with abstracts and i can't.
so i give up. give in. close my eyes and i've got you
right
where i want you.

this is not a poem.