I want to write you something.
It's a feeling unlike anything
Elsewhere, that I've been looking.
Inspiration strikes me, only
Once I'm filled with longing to
Douse myself under your beautiful
Aura of rainbows cascading from
Your Crown, radiating from your brow
Your hips whisper while they sway around,
My desires are kept locked away
And yet, your lips hold the key.
Next time you see me,
Kiss my mouth like you mean it;
Free us both from loves chains.

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu.
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of naught
Save where you are, how happy you make those.
    So true a fool is love that in your will,
    Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.

If apologies could reverse the spindle
Unraveling the whole sweater until
We're shepherd's again, I'd take the time to
Appreciate within, the fine line between
Consent and Guilt.

If apologies could take us back to that
First time we made eye contact
I'd be ready to fight my own arrogance
To dispel the venomous traits
Before they seek to own your
Elegance

If apologies could make whole again
What was never meant to be broken
I'd never learn my ******* lesson
Since stone erodes slowly in the wind
Cause at our core, we're all just grains of sand,
And "sorry" is more than just a word, it's
My only hope to make amends.

The lights began to fade and you slip into the room. I have been waiting for you to come and confort me once again that night. You are like a warm hug on the coldest darkest nights. I feel safe alone in your tight embrace. The light began to show.

It's too bad that you have to go. I want to lay with you forever but you are called away to another place. I hope to see you again old friend.

I'm left to think in my own bed
rock hard pillows beneath my head.
a mind so cold, a mind insane,
Heart beating fast like a rapid moving train.
I want to dream of a world, one I have yet to see
but once again insomnia has taken over me.

I had to look up
the word
'dating'
on Urban Dictionary
because I didn't know
what we were,
what we are.

And it said things like
'a socially acceptable
form of prostitution' and
'feelings of
puppy love that usually
dissolve
in a few weeks'.

But this is
not
puppy love.
This is not going to
dissolve or
fizzle out or
whatever,
you're not a
fizzle
you're a *******
fireworks display.

And you turn
everything in my head
into this
multi-coloured
turbulence and
I can't keep up with
how much I
adore you.

But the thing is
I don't know
if your view
is as good as mine.
What if you're
looking at something
a little less
beautiful.

What if I'm your
fizzle.

What if I'm as
temporary
as the flame you use
to light the
cigarettes
you find more
addictive
than my touch.

If that's the case
I'd rather
I left you
craving.

Because
if I'm your flame
you're my
forest fire
and you're burning
it all down until
the only thing left
standing is
you.

And I'll walk for
miles across this
carpet of ashes
just to feel the
softness of your skin
against mine.

And I'll cough
and I'll splutter
on toxic smoke
but you'll just
breathe it in because
you never realised anything
was even
lost.

You don't see me
crawl
you just know that
I'm here,
I'm here
I made it
I'm yours
I'll always be yours
because there's
nothing else
left.

And maybe
I can be
content with that
if only
you will see
that
you could burn down
everything
and I still
wouldn't put you
out.

hands
That burn into my skin with the fire of a thousand suns.
Engulf me in your heat and blind me with the bright flames in your eyes.
Singe my tongue with your soothing warm breath.
And please,
Will you smile at me with your eyes?
Look so deep
That you can see through my skin and into my vains,
See my hot blood rushing to the surface when it senses we are touching.

But at the same time,
Please,
Freeze my whole body,
And stun me as your fingers trace my skin,
Like beautiful icicles brushing against the window to my soul.
Make my ears shiver at the slow sound of your heart,
And melt my lips as I kiss where it beats