i want the breeze to capture your voice from the long-distance somewhere in which
your timid heart beats faster at another's sound.*

i dream about knowing you in the
most delicate places and often my dreams are trees and landscapes that spread across
my mind to reveal your magnificence and pure beauty and in these dreams i can not kiss
you enough times to truly expose my feelings to you, whispering the softest of words
in to your mouth so as to convince your poor smothered heart that i am the only one
you will ever need. never quite gripping you tight enough i would search the sea that
is your eyes in an attempt to unravel some kind of beautiful secret that you are hiding
from the world and asking for a piece of you that the world has never seen before; all
the while you would search the darkness in my eyes trying to uncover the pain i can't
reveal to you because i am so terrified of failure and rejection and so very very
terrified of you leaving without me.
sixteen and already more tantalising than the
women who surrounded him
offering him a warm glass of tenderness and  an 'i need you'
in which he would drink down until he could love her enough to understand why she did this,
trying to **** the thing on the inside and wondering why no man ever looked her in the eye when he said he loved
her and still trying to figure out that when a man did say those words he had to drink
seven shots and smoke a joint first and still trying to grasp the idea that he would say
it more often if she gave him her naked body to own. escape with me oh sweet love and
try to understand that when i have fallen in love with you i need the warmth of your chest
to catch my head and i need your steady heart to beat with my own.

let us run through the
edges of nowhere and try to decipher a meaning to life--

*maybe we exist for each other.