Monday, October 12, 2009

A silent wish

A yearning for you to purse me unyielding in your resolve consuming in your desire for me. unfaltering in your devotion eyes ablaze with unquenchable fire longing for a touch of skin inflamed into passion seeping throughout my veins as a a poison to my soul. lost and adrift in ecstasy that flows from your finger tips.yearn for me in a silent night. cry for me in your soul, crave me next to your skin.These lips quiver imaging your kiss. surrender to oblivion of selflessness as you become my one and only. this is my wish of love

1 comment:

  1. You speak here of your desire to be desired, yet pragmatically you exhibit no such desire except to the one who is incapable of feeling it. Thus it is self perpetuating desire --- or simply put: frustration. This is what you wish,the desire for desire. As for raw desire in itself, perhaps you fear this?