That couch at Cafe Coffee Day had seen our hands locked
May it know I don’t promise you love of impossibilities
Sweet nothings, pure joy, sacrifices and moments of self-doubt,
I have spent everything love talks about
What I have is a night of possibilities
Of 11-minute pain and a split second worth being
I would never kiss your eyes and wish those fears away
I would instead pick that chin on which you said hormones hold sway
My soul would remain barren untouched by your dream
but I do offer my body grains for your grains to lean
I won’t lead you to an ocean of abundance
just a shower of companionship is all I can offer
What I have is a night of possibilities
and morning of a pill
bereft of sorry and sorrows
I would never let love conquer your heart "my love"
let lust better do that job
because when all emotions are stirred and spent,
when all joy, all sorrows are drunk and burped- lust remains
Full of possibilities and a thousand split seconds
