Paintbox sea

So maybe I couldn't read you because I was clouded by what I'd like
for you to be.

Because through your mask I saw you and swore we were alike.

In trying to find common ground between us I've come to admire our
differences.

To know everyone in the world would surely be a gift from God himself.

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Winters.

So do you like what you see in me?

What do you see in me?
Do you see me jump for your attention?
Re-arrange my life on your maybe?
Or see my desperation?

What do you see...
When I make fun of you even though I thought it was cute?
When I loose myself in dreams on the phone to you and snap back mumbling?
Or do you see immature?

Because when I look at me,
I see a man who just took a different route
For years I used a mask, I think I lost myself in that mask
But I think I found a way out.
Wisdom comes with winters.

Recoil

I see her recoil at my touch yet she lets me fuck her while I guess she dreams of caramel covered six pack thumping on her butt.