Poetry

I need
I need you
I need you so
I need you so much
I need you so much closer --

(he sang)

this bed is miles wide

and I have resigned myself
a thousand times
and fought a thousand battles
and lost
and won
and decided
(but no -- but)
not
to touch you
tonight

but but
but oh, your skin
is milk
and I am aching
electrified
and frozen

and I will bloat and burst
if I do not
if I do
if I
if

perhaps I will --

 (we leave things unsaid
 to make for better
 poetry
 (later)
 don't we?)