Two Months and a Day

I was besieged
by newfangled meats at warp speed.
It welled up inside of me,
desire like a touch starved stampede.
Battle lines were drawn
and old maps were promptly erazed,
something would’ve been wrong with me
if I came back fresh and unfazed.

Two months and a day
is too long for lovers not to play.
Two months and a day.

Swept off my feet
with blurred lines between want and need.
Oh, I am only human,
you planted a dangerous seed.
Her mind like a song,
words and rhymes you’d pay for in blood.
Is something wrong with me?
To see her I’d drag through the mud.

Two months and a day (we left so much to uncover, way out now, into another.)
is too long for lovers not to play. (we left so much to uncover, way out now, into another.)

Two months and a day (we left so much to uncover, way out now, into another.)
is too long for lovers not to play… it’s not ok.