dreams.

i want you but your nightmares tell you otherwise. you know i love you, but those

dark

         little

                   spaces

in the farthest reaches of the subconscious will not allow me to have you. 

cracks & spaces.

                   spaces & nooks. 

chiseled out by lovers passed and sealed with insecurities. it is he who will not allow you to give yourself over to me. it is not i who has run off to hide in the temptress' sheets. 

but your nightmares tell you otherwise.