I want to know every single particle of yours, because I have
never wanted such perfect arrangement of atoms
all at once.
Will you let me? Or shall I pour my blood into yours
So you will see, that
I want to penetrate your skin and slowly move into your soul
where I can find your particles.

But you will never know.

My demure eyes will
Encounter yours and
You will see that
Nothing is deeper than the
Thought of you
In my eyes
As I see right through you
Cannot look away with that sharp claw
That is in your eyes
As I hold your fingertips and
Gently cover my
Demure eyes