May

The bends and crevices of your nose
The moles and marks of your skin
The smiles I induce in you
As you lay beside me

The shape of your spindly legs
How you wear boys shoes
The absence of make up
On your pale pretty face

The way you can make
My mind race so fast
With possibilities and scenes
Of a shared future

Will we fall into each other
As the sun sets over summer
Will we lay with each other
As the winds blow outside

But reality always bites
You're not really in my life
I have to hold myself back
From showing you may love