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
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
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".
