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An inexplicable pull
Of words
Of thoughts
Of actions
towards you. Always.

Overwhelming to me.
Cosmically reaching through time,
Fate pulls you near.
I cannot fight it
I cannot fight
I cannot
Do I even want to?
"Just breathe" you tell me
And yet you leave me breathless
Riddle me that, boy.
I will be your mirror.
I see through you.
Please see what I see too

Your face, your eyes, your mouth,
You know.
I will show you what's below

I have seen
Your heart, your soul, your might.
I know that you are purely light

You can see,
And yet you seem blind,
To all these things I so easily find.

My eyes, a mirror.
Look into me,
And I promise I will set you free
Do you see what I see?
No?
Keep looking.
When do you think of me?
Is it in the morning,
When thoughts of us
Keep you in bed a little longer

When do you think of me?
Is it at work
When you're busy
But your mind drifts

When do you think of me?
Is it at night,
When you let darker desires
Consume you entirely

When you think of me,
Does it consume you like fire
Like it does for me
When I think of you.
I often think about
What we could be
In another life

Wrong time, wrong place
But what if it wasn't?
In another life

Freedom to act
On the feelings
In another life

I would explore you
And you, I
In another life

And yet we are in this life
A spark left sizzling
Refusing to die
In this life
**** me slowly
Sweetly
I want to feel every blade
Pierce my dying heart
Every look
Every smile
Every laugh
All tiny knives burrowing into
My flesh
My soul
Myself
So **** me slowly because
I've never felt so alive
Nyssa Jacobsen Jun 2021
I am the air that
Plays in and tangles your hair
I am there
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