Shattered Reality

I cant sleep because when i do
all i see is a painting of you
hanging by threads near the boundaries of
my mind  a glimpse of your rosy flesh
a flash of that saucy smile
those precious locks of hair that always
seem to cover your eyes
making the vibrant display
murky
your in every dark corner of my mind
i try to escape the lullaby that is your voice
but the depths of your eyes keep me still
even as my thighs begin to shake
and my hands become restless and sweaty

(needs work)