Like a Second Coat of Paint

   what is this intoxicating feeling coming over me...
   completely out of control
  it is as if possession has taken over...
possessed with a spirit so wild and free...
   oh what is this frightening feeling coming over me...
   a perfect stranger consumes my thoughts...
   when i eat
  when i sleep
   when i dream
  I dream in color but every so often in black and white
   starring Doris Day and Rock Hudson on a moon filled night
   i watch the movie
 they fall in love
   and the end scrolls across the screen
   weightless
   drifting thoughts in my head
  his smile
his laugh
   his voice
   whispers in my ear
   that raspy voice
 so soothing
so erotic
  electrifying
   but no name
   no details
a pure stranger
   it is madness coming over me
like a second coat of paint
   still wet
   still impressionable
   with doubts if i'll even like it
   yet his lips
   speak not words i wish to hear
   instead there is silence
   a heartbreaking silence
 that shatters my core into the tiniest
   shards of glass
   glass that cuts
   cuts that sting
  causing wounds that heal
how can i run away
   yet how can i stay
pleasure
   pain
in a man
   who makes me undone
   who knows not my name