The intensity I crave has never been lit
A flame imagined yet physically I burn
A grasp so longed for, the shivers appear
A passion I feel only near
Rough and far I am torn apart
Put me together only you never took me apart
Grasped I wish
Thought of not
My mind will wonder constantly at heart
I want to be held yet you do not dare
Where was the desire that made me lust
Feel me as if rare
Ephemeral, I do not last
Dreaming again no sleep has passed
I have strummed strings but never been strung
Still longing and wishing for desire to come
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 5:43 PM UTC
The intensity I crave has never been lit
A flame imagined yet physically I burn
A grasp so longed for, the shivers appear
A passion I feel only near
Rough and far I am torn apart
Put me together only you never took me apart
Grasped I wish
Thought of not
My mind will wonder constantly at heart
I want to be held yet you do not dare
Where was the desire that made me lust
Feel me as if rare
Ephemeral, I do not last
Dreaming again no sleep has passed
I have strummed strings but never been strung
Still longing and wishing for desire to come
