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| You are so close, my Beloved |
Why must I burn like this, for You, every day...?
You are all I care about, think about, search for with these eyes, this body. You are everything, and all of this... You're all of me, and yet, we are somehow still apart.
I fall into You, then fall out!
Where is the secret? I am so sure I have found it when I fold myself over You like chocolate on a s'more. I feel myself melting... (my marshmallow heart...).
What, again? I have taken the shape of this cup of ego. I think I'm a half-empty cup. Absurd.
What is the secret? I am so sure I know it every time we are ONE. Then I wake up alone and have to call out to You.
There You are on my TV! Stop toying with me.
Open (and open) and show me the one door I can walk through and stop looking for You. It's only polite.
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| Everyone knows You are right here... |
2 comments:
It's beautiful
Thank you :)
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