Naive Thoughts

23 May 2017

She speaks so intuitively.
And I watch as she moves her lips.
Almost as smooth as she sways her hips.
She speaks so vaguely.
And yet, I feel like she's speaking directly to me.
It's her ambiguity I ride.
Across the rising tide,
Just to crash, heart first,
But i swear one day,
She will cushion my fall.
And tell me it was all about me.
And she saw a universe within me
That had her come to life.
I swear one day,
She'll lie to me and tell me she was only about me.
And I'll believe her,
I was always so naive.