hard to think about my future
when i can't tell if i care about it

Love her like
She's the raging sea,
Unrestrained and dark and deep.
And you crave her touch
Through aching pores
As you slowly drown in sleep.

Love her like
She's the tender storm,
A lovely shade of grey.
Like with every whiff
Of breath she takes,
She's taking yours away.

Love her like
She's the silent clouds
With calmness floating by.
Like you'd want to make
Sweet love to her
Under the moon's apocalyptic eye.

Love her like
She's the blazing fire,
And you lust the candied pain.
Like she's the disease
That swallowed you whole
And you'd like to die again.

When her gentle touch
Makes your chest explode,
And your addiction is your girl.
Promise you'll love her
Through hell and back,
Or don't you dare love her at all.

Too many times
I fall in love
With things
I cannot
Call
Mine

with the right touch of shyness
and kindness
that rushes through my brain
as well as your brain
we found each other

nothing seems to be impossible

every night
before i go to sleep
i ask myself
why the hesitation
what paused me to be loved?

that kind of synchronicity
if it exists
between two hearts
why "what-ifs" and tons of question marks?

if there's anything left
it's an uncanny complicity  
of ecstasy
in my bloodstream
cause i have two palpitating hearts
cause i took yours in me.