I want you
I want the cruel winter nights
and the summer days of sunbeams
I want your light and I want your torments
I want to seize each and hold them within me
To feel the sting of your hot venom upon my tongue
I want to feel the beating of your hands
against my chest
The scorn of your vile words to pierce my heart
To feel, to know I’m alive
I wish to see you on the days where your feet scrape the lowest of depths
and the days where your heart soars you to the greatest of heights
And the moments where everything or nothing at all seems possible
The days when you may hate me and the days when you may find your savior in my eyes
Because I want you, all of you
Every waking hour of every passing day
I want you