You're the passion that consumes me
The martyr has long since faded from the gloomy catacombs of my mind,
while light shines aqua, in the dreamspace you occupy.
Silvery strands flicker off your pouty lips,
Slick with desire that will no doubt erase me whole
The loyal friend and the passive lover,
The duo of roles you fill so serenly
Destroying me so completely with that simple smirk
Rebuilding me with ease with a sleepy smile
Answers never come easy
The riddles always contain both option or opinion
Continuous betting on either outcoe
Always afraid of what you could loose
Always afraid of what embracing this could mean
Is it so wrong to loose yourself in the pleasure my body can give you ?
Is it that hard to admit maybe this is more than physical stimulation ?
Contentment comes when my head hears your heartbeat
Through the linen of your covering, through the tissue we call skin
It crashes like clapping thunder through my ears
Like the electric spark within the connection of skin on skin
Mouth wanders to places too taboe to mention
I hide behind my open armour
Pretending the cuts don't sting
If you hadn't met me, I'm probably still be ok alone
But now that the loneliness has faded
What does it mean ?
It's not enough but it's never enough
And I don't need the baubles or bells and whistles
Or the dolls and bears or anyother token of territory
Words are worthless
Show me your story
I'm not afraid of who your becoming
But maybe you are
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