I want the taste
and feel of you
I want to know what it feels like to lay next to you, spent
And to wake up to your warmth in the morning
I want to know your dreams and what drives you
I want to know your scars
trace them and kiss them tenderly
I promise you, there is nothing you can tell me that would drive me away
I dont know what draws me to you
But its unshakable
A common thread?
Do I see a partner to run with?
A soul with whom I resonate
Low lights and candles
tender, passionate kisses
Press up against me…you said it
I ache for you
I ache to know you
How is that possible?? I have never laid eyes on you and I am terrified of the day I do, afraid that I will need to kiss you, to touch your hands, to know your energy. I think about kissing you….your hands, your shoulders…legs…chest. Maybe it is you who can’t handle my secrets.
For now…I wait for you….and want you
**Sometimes we write and find it later without memory or recognition. This is one of those pieces…I brushed off the dust and this is whats left. We write about what we want…who…and things we have never had. Desire, dreams and shreds of what we think normal is…what is your normal? Do you settle?