Truth is, I have never touched your skin
Yet I've dared to fracture all limits
and grip your soul, with no fists
But a heart, and a heart alone.
It carries all of me within.
And endless space for your soul.
Be mine! I'd have liked to repeat that over
and over again.
If you wouldn't vanish like a whisp of smoke
and reappear in another corner of my being.
Do you hear that hoarse voice in your dreams?
Hoarse, having blown away each cell in each lung, calling your name?
Do you, my dearest, echo through your worldly shape
So fast as you travel through all I have left begging for devine destruction?
Oh by and by I pray to meet your eyes once more
I crave and yearn, humanwise.
So I bid you farewell, till we leave this form
and meet, as one, unminimised.