Brownies for dinner again.
Craving something else:
Tongues touching,
soft lips on
supple skin,
four arms holding
warmth together.
Smiles through kisses.
Chocolate’s not the same.
Remembering something lost.
Innocence and happiness:
Before sex,
being together
meant everything,
holding your hand
really meant something.
Simple pleasures shared.
Everything has changed now.
Thinking too, too much.
Looking for something:
Too much meaning,
connections to
someone else,
something lasting
with a name.
Aware of an ending.
Overlooking simply living.
I want it back.
The way it should be:
Young hearts,
full of hope
and dreams,
blind to
everything.
Bliss without agony.
Baking brownies together.
