If truth's allowed, let me confess my soul,
I swear I rather not see you.
For my eyes gaze upon you, confounded by your beauty,
Touching me in ways only the creator would allow.
And you, designed with the caressing details from his finger tips,
Magnificently inspire, electrifying my mind.
Lovingly linger on your every word,
As each vibration from your lips stimulates my soul.
When absent, my heart aches,
I realize this can't be normal.
How I feel? At times falling so deeply for you,
With each encounter we meet, reverberates like it's the first time.
Touching my shoulders, quivers down my spine,
In that moment, feeling the yearning for your soul.
Your denial alone if you say you didn't feel it too,
To intertwine further, my mind unravels like balls yarn.
Transferring consciousness through spaces and time,
An unknown dimension of bliss, my prescribed drug,
I can't endure, yet for everything that ails you're the cure.
We couldn't remain the same,
The birth of infatuation from love, that's only for the new,
However with the New, it's "plus one" is the Old.
Gambling on signals, knowing where this will ultimately end,
My heart's at the table, it still wants all in,
But my mind sees the cycle, regrettably it's not worth the risk,
If destined pathways friends to lovers, the solution is clear,
Then it's your friendship I'll have to miss.
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