you left out of the bar
into my car
kissed me goodnight
you got onto your flight
out of my car
into the stairs
where she waits for you
on the other side
no talk of me in her eyes

i left glitter on your lips
you said we could look forward to it
youre too cool
with your moustache of women
i wish you would just stand up
or give in

you hold back like arrested love
i hold inside gripped like a glove
are you cuter than cute
or just a beautiful brute
your fingers clench
you disappear
into your apartment

i drive until the sun comes up
ahead of me
the road again looms long
i want you in my bed
i want you in my song
sometimes poems come easier than words
i wish but i dont wish you werent with her