Sunday, January 29, 2012

Lust-less wonderment,
Bring me back to reality,
Where fantasy's relevance,
Will never cease to rescue me
and take me to a place where
all I want to see is
my reflection in his eyes,
My burdens,
melting away in his smile.
And the crease,
by the corner of his mouth,
Mirroring the tendencies of
my heart.
As he draws me near,
and brushes his lips against mine.
Creed.
Tell me, is it his pride?
Burning through those blackened eyes.
Take me to a place of pain.
So I can sleep without him next to me.