fresh light, fresh fire
all around me
(desire)
is it spring, is it heat?
the pressure of space and breath
between you and me
steal my cold with a kiss
and your lips, your look
your-
your eyes are shy
and so are mine
this-
this languid, this melting
inside you and I
so-
so long, so long
i've waited to touch
one who loved to
touch me
break my heart, make it right
i promise, i promise-
i'll care this time,
i'll be more careful with me
this is new-
new light, new fire
all around us
(desire)
Just as a warning, this won't be eloquent in any sense, but holy shit!
ReplyDeleteI loved reading this. It felt like over hearing a bit of gossip. Very honest and very visual. I'm way to entranced to question your inspiration. For right now I'll just assume you've come across a new photo spread of Hugh Jackman.