Jan 7, 1999

It Lasts Until Tomorrow

Out of need or desire,
I stretch my finger out sharply,
Startling you with my impropriety.
Whining to life once again,
you do whatever it is that works,
whether you know why or not.
One hour of obsessive interruption,
I, falling silent, absorb comfort,
Feeding my addiction once more.
Breaking the rules I most hold dear,
You aren't even nudged by my feeble attempts,
Even though it's life or death to me
Daily, bits and secrets reveal themselves,
I am pleasantly surprised,
Saving each revelation for my next daydream.
Tending to concerns deepest within me,
You say just enough;
Soon there will be nothing between our hearts.