My bewildered subconscious yearns to feel your heart beat- yearns to feel.
It's more than all consuming lust,
I want to be consumed from hair to feet
The ache hurts so good, it's bad- am I going mad?
This person makes me a better person, helps me to regain and configures my thoughts.
He can figure me out like connect the dots
when I want to be held, and need
solitary confinement,
with my thoughts.
One who lusts after thoughts, who teaches me positivity: complex and complied with reality- whilst reliving my unrealised expectations.
No a dictator he is not- instead a teacher, a listener.
An ambition filled life which only allows me to yearn after his success.
He makes me a better, and I am a fragmented reflection of his soul-
trying to become a whole reality of myself!
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