Consumed by your beg,
of being held close,
my arms out and open,
I promise you the most.
You pray for the love,
from bodies you see,
I’m hiding in shadows,
please come to me.

I drown in limerence,
and plead for your heart,
a fragmented augment,
we feel so apart.
The sun glistens down,
on your sunflower skin,
I fell for your soul,
and intelligence within.

I hear your desperation,
the longing you hold,
i sit and observe,
the warmth you behold.
Behind glass-stained windows,
and cinnamon-filled scents,
I distance myself from you,
with the best of intents.