Terin Up My Heart

A week relationship shook my world.
Browns and reds
my body shivering slick with sweat.
I smiled over him
his eyes twinkled in the midnight lighting
I felt something inside me click and turn
as his friend held my palm and read my cards.
I found him there,
across the room, eyes delicately laying on me
his voice crackling in a deep whisper.
I finally laid in his bed naked
what was usually quick and rushed
lasting lifetimes.
his friend's cards told me a man in moonlight would come, like the chariot.
I felt bees in my chest when he told me
"this only has one way of ending"
and someone would get hurt.
his friend offered me a joint while I passed by,
eyes already red and puffy
we laid in bed for hours
telling our secrets in the dark
I didn't do a good job hiding my silent tears.
My first joke with him the sweetest irony
because baby, you're tearing up my heart.
I think I'll always love you
in some weird fucking way
because a week gave me what I needed
for my entire life.