surplus

emotion surplus, mind and thoughts robust, instincts froze up, love opens up, eyes open wide, deeply she sighed, the tired groan in her voice, the sexy way she shuts herself off, the way i sip on lust, the way i want to cry, the glint that's in my eye, the one thing on my mind, her ridiculous seductive smile, every moment is denial, the distance and the miles, the wrecking ball to my glass house, the cracks in my chest, the butterflies on her back, in my stomach, the way she scares me with possible guile, the stripes and the colors, the taste of too much sugar, the swelling in my heart, the way she says profanities, the way i lose my sanity, the cold night air, the train whistle blares, triple vision and blurred moon stares, eyeing my lost soul, wandering streets after midnight hours, forever alone yet always surrounded, freezing cold yet always on fire, i love the feeling of the syre as i am swept upstream against newton's laws of undeniable powers, peace now, sleep well, dream wild.