Have I made an impression? No,
a real, lasting, stuck in your mind, remember me in 50 years type impression?
Or just a summer breeze that you long to touch your face but can't remember the circumstances that put you there?
I want to be an imprint.
A stamp inside your head, a fully encompassed, laced part of your mental DnA(thanks, Mo)

A silly song that is always on repeat never on random
That is where I want my picture to be inside your cerebral cortex.
Permanent, stained, taunting, undisturbed

I am selfish for this request
I lay awake in the day wishing this were not my wish
But the pain is obvious, the need even greater and the desire unbearable.

Cannot justify ...moreso cannot deny
I ask to be lifted with such intensity that I ask to never come down again
All just by this conversation with you, whomever it is that you may be.

I sink, deeper and deeper into the realm of untruth to the point that it may have become a reality.
I am transparent, so is this, the fluidness of inspiration is so hard to resist

I urge honesty without the brutality
And nakedness without the sexuality
Desire without the vulgarity
Love without the unnecessary

I welcome you
To me
Undone and unscorned
open
sweet
gentle
enlightened!