Craving

This week brought a lot with it
i went places
i did new things
i spent time with frineds

i craved it
i still crave

i came home again
i went out looking for lights
no one was home
my two wheels had to rest
i craved it

the flight
the take off
the landing
the drop
the crashes
the fun
my hert pumping in fear
in excitment
i craved it

november craved my atention
so i finally gave it to him
i scratched his next
brushed his coat
through his gray friend

then it was off to bed

i read about other lives again
i looked deep in to someone elses' dreams
and wished they were my own
i saw flight
i saw revenge
i saw justice
i craved it

then i turned off my little sun
rolled over to see yellow eyes great me
then i realized what i craved
what i had for one night
what i really craved

i had for one night this week
the ability to lay next to some one else
to hold her
have one arm around her
and listen to her fall asleep curled up
keeping her warm
a slight stur here and there
and i fell asleep with my nose burried in the back of her neck
that is what i was craving
to wake
still with some one in my arms
my nose burried in her neck
a slight stur
keeping her warm
an no miss conceptions
just a sleep
just keeping her warm
that is waht i crave