you sit with me in my silence.
and that means more to me
than
roses and chocolate.

While others lust for things 
that you can't hide
I lust for the things
that are concealed inside
I lust for your heart
I lust for your soul
I lust for the things
that make you whole

Little did she know,
I love her
and the chaos
in her heart.

If you claim to love me,
But that love does not inspire action,
If that love does not compel you to respond to it
With every cell in your body agreeing
And every beat of your heart
Matching the thud of your feet as you run after What it wants most
If it’s not that kind of love
Keep it

Everyday
waking up
to a
delusional belief
of something
we call
FREEDOM