I want you
to melt over me,
becoming one.
A sea or ocean
pouring like
a river or stream,
a liquid fantasy,
a soul touching dream.
I want to hold you
as through
my fingers you run,
soaking my heart
as you spill
into my pores.
Filling me
with the beautiful soul
of yours.
But the still
lying lion roars inside,
as my fearful heart sits
and hides,
residing in my mind.
Telling me
that I can't ever
be at anybody’s side,
that laying next you,
Is a wish
that can never be ratified.
A door with a sign saying denied.
It lays on lies, saying that all you see
when you look over my way
is a worthless waste of time,
Loyalty card declined.
Whilst I sit starry eyed,
in an internal rockslide
mystified, longingly tongue tied.
the words dyed through my insides.
Leaving lives worn thin,
all I want is to be touching your skin,
and the mind it holds within.
I want you to melt
over me,
when my aches
become too much to take
and the pain
stings too much for silence.
Will you be the fluid balm
that calms the fire?
Making me feel able
to whisper and not scream.
Will you forever be the answer
to my most joyous dreams?
and what is that question?
is it written someplace
in the universal seams?
Thanks for reading
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