Supply & Demand
Fuck it - I’ll be your supply,
just don’t leave me
stranded without
U or I.
It’s been thirty-four days
since our bodies
touched,
that didn’t matter
then, but now it's what
matters US
When we talk,
time fades away,
yester-years' topics
breach the love we've sustained.
I forgive you, I swear, every time the breach lands.
Why then,
can’t I Iet go
of your demand...