Selina

I ran
And you pretended not to see me
As my bare feet stumbled
Out of the white room
Into the biege hall.
"Don't run, they'll hear"
My mind told me and my toes
Carried me from then on,
I was sick of the get-better-routine,
Of the constantly talking,
Constantly taking things,
Constantly being told if I
Cooperate they'll let me out soon.
Tip-toe-tip-toe
Into the room with the couch
The room where the doctors
Tell me I can get better...
You followed...
Like you always do.
I remember the first day I saw you.
My parents were signing me into this nuthouse
I was leaning against the wall
Watching you.
My love
More tiptoes and I grab you waist,
You know it's me,
Me breathing on you neck,
Tickling your spine,
What was it I called you?
The first time we layed on this couch?
My amour,
That was it, I say it again, you turn
Turn, turn, turn and off goes little white uniform.
I know you well.
You kneel by my waist,
I'm already ready.
You unzip, hold, and kiss me
You were my first, you will be my last.
I lift you, so light, lay you on that couch,
The same couch I spilled my guts on,
Now I spill love on,
Off with my shirt, no time for the games,
They'll catch us for sure,
We become one, you moan, moan, moan,
Ask me why I have to be so young,
Why I have to be your patient,
Why I didn't go crazy sooner.
I shh you with my tounge,
My tounge into your soaking love,
My tounge up your navel, up your chest,
To your mouth, "my love" I whisper,
"My amour" and I send my self into you once more,
I love you, I love you, I love you.
This time,
We will lay together safely,
In a meadow, in a valley, in my teenybopper bedroom
I love you, I will wait for you
Forever, I love you, I will
Spend the rest of my life with you
I will go crazy a thousand times for you,
A thousand little cuts, a thousand slip ups,
Anything for you, my amour.