desire kills me
overcomes me with lust
I must
succumb
to this ache,
this pulsing ache
that overtakes me
if I were you
I'd run away,
hide from the way
that I feel about you
I want to
lie
next to you
in bed
holding your head
upon mu chest
I want you more
than I can ever say
perhaps these words
can illuminate
the way
I adore you
the desire kills me
opens my heart
and bleeds me dry
spilling
crimson blood
on the snow
that is never there
but who would care?
If I were you
I'd hide in the dark
away from these alarms,
such sweet silent charms
of how I want you
with a desire so true
that it's filled with love.
This is what I am made of
because of you

12/16/2010

Posted on 12/16/2010
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