"A poem begins with a lump in the throat."
"I guess what scares me the most is knowing that at any moment, you could rip my heart out of my chest, tear it into pieces, throw it on the ground and stomp all over it. And that I’d just pick it up and hand it back to you."
to wake from a dream that will not stop
mywrds:
I dreamed of you
silk warm
silk soft
against my finger tips
to press against my lips
tracing curves
tracing crevices
exploring the map of you
finding new places
tasting heat
tasting desire
i cannot stop the wanting
nor the dreaming of you
yes i dreamed of you
and woke
without
"Strange,
I barely know you,
but yet I feel deeply connected to you.
Crave,
I never had you,
but yet I feel so lonely without you."