Unsafe Distance

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
that space is what I need

I try to make-believe
that I'm cool as ice
when you're away from me

I try to occupy
my time with tasks
to keep you out of my head

but there are times
when we say goodbye
that I just take to my bed

I just grab hold
of pillows tight
give my arms a thing to do

but they aren't fooled
by my slick moves
they just ache more for you

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
it gives me room to grow

that it's good to wait
so I can play it safe
from the dangers that you hold

the dangers of
your strong embrace
the havoc of your lips

they push my soul
right past the edge
and into the abyss

I sense the dangers
of your mouth
in your words or wicked phrase

the things you say
course through my brain
and leave me scorched for days

I sense a danger
in your thoughts
it's something that I seek

be they thoughts of bliss
or my demise
no objection do I speak

no protest lies
inside my mind
perhaps it's that I fear

how much I enjoy
your wicked ways
is all that remains clear...

...but still...

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
your heat's too hot up close

it quickly destroys
all of my resistance
and the carnal is exposed

...and I do not oppose.

Hawt hawt hawt my dear!

This:

the things you say
course through my brain
and leave me scorched for days

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I know SO well what that feels like. I love the fight within yourself you expressed here. The struggle to stay in control but the obvious obsession for the tempter. Great stuff as always Myth! Moar please kthxbai!

Holy fuck.

When this feeling captured here in this piece meets the experience you're wanting (what we talked about that one time - a solid memory to use as fuel for a REAL story fused with poetic flashes to fully capture and express the moments), well, to put it poetically, shit's gonna blow up.