I'll savour the words that dance on your tongue,
And cut deep into my skin,
A deaf man watching shapes it makes,
Your mouth a living sin...
And you're too close to me.
I have happiness but feel,
Your sadness ripping through my chest,
Your teasing talk, that knowing torture,
Dangling stars too far to reach...
Yet you're still close to me.
I long to taste your indiscretions,
Willingly swallow your pain,
Until you pull me up again,
I'd take your burdens, take your blame...
But you're too close to me
I want to feel your insecurities,
Have them squash under my hands,
Cradle your inner monologue,
Tell her to relax...
Now I'm too close to you.