What makes someone irresistible?
What is it about those scrumptious men and women?
Why it so impossible for us to not dive into the many fathoms of their depths?

Their Sunlight
Their Twilight
Their Midnight
Their Abyss
Their Trenches

Why are we so driven to understand them?*
The dreams they have for tomorrow
The struggles that built and marked their backbones
The tantalizing perfume of their scented thoughts ...
... That tease and lead us to the out of reach places of their minds*

How privileged we feel just to hang upon their edges
For a chance to breathe the breath of their soul's exhalations