it's always cloudy by your back door
like a dreamy haze of sex and reality
it's always cold in your room, warm inside your bed
always dark and deep, always distant, always far
it's always what I want and can never have
always temptation, always disire, always something more
always something bringing me back, reeling me in
something in my mind, but nothing in your soul
it's always been something real to me
always nothing but a fuck to you
hindsight 20/20.lol.
"something in my mind, but nothing in your soul"
that was my favorite part, but i think that probably helped by the whole first part being really good. But it was great nonetheless. I only didnt like the end, the poem flowed well and then all of a sudden the fuck you was there....
Nicole.J.Burgesss