mixed lines. I don't know where this is going yet

The warmth that was given to me

held me warm in the cold weather
where a man would have froze
I survived and hitched my way home

I stayed on my feet in the hopes of you
hoping that soon I would get a glimpse
of what we together have done
and what I hope to be a habit of ours


while she settles in the bed
I excuse myself to smoke
as I sit by myself I notice
she’s only partly covered
and lying on her stomach
and from her cinderella feet
to her peachlike backside
she teases me through the door


It’s too early for me to have fallen
but as it for me happens so often
I’m almost getting used to feeling
in love with an almost stranger

oh the tranquility
I'd like the ability
to make this infinity
to remove the worst of sins in me
to realize we may not have chemistry
avoiding fucking biology
I'm sure I'll remember this
I think, if it stops I’ll miss
the intimacy, oh the intimacy