This is “Catch” … for the one who isn’t exactly my type, but he’s beneath my skin anyway.
You break the rules with that sly grin
that glimmer of wildness lingering in your eyelashes
dusting the space between us with anxious curiosity,
It only took you a couple of weeks.
You came breezing in, brushing past my wherewithal
and quietly making your home in my thoughts.
Right time, right place, right lyrics
so I know it’s not some blind coincidence.
I fear my heart is in trouble
It’s been effortlessly slit open with
ska and beer and sincere words
what an odd romance pools beneath us,
but neither of us can deny that our shoes are red
so here we are again,
in the screen-light at midnight
coaxing another cozy truth from its slumber
and I wonder what comes next
when the rubber hits the road
and our story unfolds, unravels,
unwinding between increasingly careless fingers,
the same fingers that shiver across my skin,
a tremble bred from the past’s torrid lovers,
and yet we still pretend it’s simple lust
instead, it’s trust and both of us are falling.
Let’s see where we catch.