To be embraced in the abyss's
empty-hearted hold
and flinch at the caress
of a foreign hand
is truly
and admittedly
a painfully pleasing hurt
You leave me in this kind of
horizontal existence
one where my fingers
dance atop my desk
and my conscious mind
is polluted with perfectionism
How to desire and despise
hate and hunger
for you
Please be mine
for the rest of the eternity
for I could never feel so apart
yet so together
with anyone else
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 9:48 PM UTC
To be embraced in the abyss's
empty-hearted hold
and flinch at the caress
of a foreign hand
is truly
and admittedly
a painfully pleasing hurt
You leave me in this kind of
horizontal existence
one where my fingers
dance atop my desk
and my conscious mind
is polluted with perfectionism
How to desire and despise
hate and hunger
for you
Please be mine
for the rest of the eternity
for I could never feel so apart
yet so together
with anyone else
Thanks for reading
