Homestead

The way the sun shone on Your auburn hair As if to Sift the red from the brown I brush it back But you only look down And I've never seen Eyes quite as dead as yours And I've yet to hear A tongue quite as sharp as yours But did you think that I had Ulterior motives? Or some secret plan? Because I was honest And honestly This meant everything to me And I can read How carefully sculpted are your words Bitter and artificial And I clench my sheets and scream "Oh but you were there too! You must have felt how we connected! You must have loved me back! You must have!" But I feel it's just denial I turn away But did you know? I lie in bed and cannot sleep Flesh and bone, alone between sea foam green sheets My bed's an ocean Where I hang on every word you speak So I've hung myself on I and love and you