Analysis of in my room 

one evening you were in my room in a corner
you held me and taught me how to breathe
but never to control.

until dawn one night on a Persian rug 
you explained how to love but never to whom
another evening i had dinner for two
everything you needed...

candlelight for a thought
cup of vintage
plate of flesh
dessert was a surprise
you never arrived

last night on my bed
you came to run a cold show
but conversations a waste of time
it’s been too long and I’m growing thin

I kissed your lips seeking remedy
to hush my wounds
sent something in the way,
heat of your breaths
crumbling you
a nap in my arms 
theories and my nostalgia
a dark affair 

tonight, I’ll Waite, until you fall away
tonight, in my room down the hall way
from your room...        
until you enlighten my way, 
until we wake up the morning hours.