Working in Tandem

You wonder whether
I've still got that
Space in my heart
Just for you.

I wonder if you ever
See that faint memory
Of our good times
Planting itself on my
Lips.

You doubt my intentions
Like I was all out
To get you and stamp
All over your dreams.

I doubt you notice
The faith and honesty I hold in my eyes
When I tell you I'm a total
Fuck up of nature, but I mean no
Bad to you.

You feel insecure when you think of the
Many lovers who
Happened to happen in
My life.

I feel your love-moods
Dressed in black and white light
Shining on my face:
You love me.
You don't love me.