Monday, April 7, 2014

You

I love.
 
And I feel this. And I long for.
 
You.
 
I feel it as real as I feel your fingers outline my jaw and neck, as my hip bones rest against yours.
 
I need that.
 
In it there´s darkness that cannot be lit. It´s there I feel you trace me. It's there I feel you breathe. And for this I cannot leave.
 
You.
 
I need you to see me. I have changed. I am ready.
 
I give it all up.
 
For your words. For all that could be.
 
You.
 
Do what you must. Fill me with pain. Strum down my skin and cover me in verse. Take what you will. Just leave me one thing.
 
You.
 
I am done with the fight. I´ve communed with my past. A silent seance has sent it away.
 
Trembling I wait.
 
I know what else has been twisted back there.
 
You.
 
But take my hand. Look up. Break free. Feel me whisper of it.
 
Freedom.
 
You.

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