Twister

It's all about balance.

You never know where people will end up.

You're at the mercy of the spinner.

We spin and spin 

And I spin into you

Because walking away is so much

And I'm not ready.

I pull you in

So I can rest a kiss on your forehead.

I'm shorter but you

Indulge me

And lean in.

Flashback to yesterday morning.

Yo what're you doing?

Stop driving into the twister.

It's called Dry Dry Desert

Not Twister Alley (lol).

My thoughts twist and squirm

As I press into your warmth

And procrastinate leaving

Because I'm not ready.

It's about balance.

It's about reading the flow.

And we can balance on our own.

And we can flow separate paths.

But I await until our paths flow

Back together so

We can twist into each other's warmth

And spin around once more.

Because I am not ready

But I am willing.

<Parting is such sweet sorrow.>

So to you I give

<a thousand kisses and a thousand more>.