what is in this wine?
the more i drink the more i wander off
into a stranger’s eyes
i like the way that they reflect my thoughts
what is in this air?
it feels like feathery dust everywhere
and as i breathe it in
i breathe the masculine scent of his skin
and i feel homeless
your comfortable caress
has triggered unfamiliar restlessness
you and i are we
i feel i’ve lost my individuality
you’re watching me rebel
believing stories only hearts can tell
but when is it enough?
when do i call my feelings on their bluff
and i feel homeless
and i remember us now
but i forgot what we felt like
somewhere along the way