I yearn to be engraved in the deepest crevice of your brain
I want you to think of my skin against your skin... ...of my heart beating fast against your heart
I thirst for you to think of your pores - opening - absorbing the essence of my soul
I need you to crave of every single detail of our moments together
Secretly, I long for you to worship the perfection you have perceived of me
It's not directed to anyone, as I've never even been in a romantic relationship. Somehow, I came up with this. Perhaps its my subconscious bugging me with the unkind desires I have, that I long for people to see perfection in me, or to somehow 'obsess' over me. I have a lifetime to discover who I am. Stumbling over these thoughts and writing them down, I just discovered a clue to the mystery of "I".