Trapped

I try and write about you

But I am 

Trapped

I try and avoid you

But

I am still

Trapped

Wait

And when I put on my dresses

Your knees will buckle

Our skin will want to tumble

So touch me with your eyes

Shake my hand

Just a little longer

With a longing

Grip

Look at me 

With those eyes that are the soul's 

Window

Where your love

is 

Trapped

I can taste the fire on your skin 

I can see us rolling 

Creation of a sin