poems at 3:28AM

i don't want to leave you
i want to look into your face
remembering every crevice and scar
left by impatient teenage hands picking at imperfection
you are so imperfect
so customized
so scarce
i can only remember you for being gone
you aren't here enough

i don't hear you enough
because i don't listen
i don't relish in your every word
i don't roll around in every syllable
like i should

i can't help but to drown right now
in sleepiness
because i can't take my eyes off of you
my fingers so creamy with each caress
i lick your slickness before it dries
i miss you when you are here
because i know you will be gone soon

if only i were fit
if i exercised you more
if i called upon you
in sickness and in health
i need you more
than food and shelter
i covet you more than
peace and quiet

at 3;28AM
on one of the coldest nights in january
with no other priorities
i jerk you off
until no more words cum