Don’t say, or do, or move,

don't mess with my wanting you

This pulsing place is undeniable but you are unreal

And I want to tell the truth

Be still when I speak, I’m trying

To get back into the telling place

Keeping this alive is not about you.

It’s all about me, and this:

How to grow love

How to be in it

Don’t be more and don’t be less-

You give me this place by doing nothing.

Considering how wrong you are

For me, it should be easy to tame

This mistake. Because of how little

you resemble what I need,

You should slide through me

like poison.

Just let me play awhile,

Let me sing this.