Writing Myself Into a Box
Writing Myself Into a Box
-AK (16/12/2005)
He clicks the lock,
Sits next to me
Writing myself into a box.
Tonight the bed won't rock
Us into wonderful dreams.
He clicks the lock
To open the world he just cut off.
In the wind he feels free
While I write myself into a box.
Removed from temptation, his cock
Under layers, no intimacy.
He clicks the lock.
He slept in his socks
Forcing me to feel,
To write myself into a box.
He loved first. Why block
now? Make me see.
He clicks the lock.
I'm writing myself into a box.