"Hold me... Touch Me.."
“Do you want this?” I whisper softly… Why are the tears beginning to flow? Your eyes are so warm, so caring…the only part of you that isn’t frozen. The only part of you that I can see, that I can feel…All this time, you were this fortress, this cold stone; a wall that could never be breached. But the moment I left you defeated by your defenses, you tear down your wall and reveal yourself.
How could this be? Are you truly here? Have you really shown all of yourself to me? I’m wondering why, I’m wondering how this could happen only when you see me in pain, lower than you, tired of begging for you, completely spent… Is it pity? Do you feel safe that I truly am no threat? Or is it something else? Whatever the case I will try, I will try to let you in, take all that I can have of you for whatever reason…but i'm tired.
You reach out to me, you reach out to me this time…I take your hands into my own, I take your eyes into my own…
“I don’t want you to cry, not for me...” so sweetly your lips move, so warm are your eyes… But the tears are still falling. Your fingers reach up and trace my lips softly, we are in sadness together. You take in a short gasp, and I see your eyes begin to grow with love, the tears falling down for me.
Never would I have imagined such a sight, this must be real, you must be real.
Suddenly you kiss me, so deeply I am awakened from my shadows. I swoon into you and let it take over. Our bodies are so cold ,so harsh. Can we really warm each other?
I feel you groan for more, reaching once more for me, for me. Your breath is on my skin, the ice melting away swiftly. Your spirit creeping up my neck breathing me in more intensely than ever before, “ I do, I do need you…” you cry softly.The purest of saints could not have said something sweeter.
Your lips are my verification, your eyes, my escape. Now make it hurt.
How could this be? Are you truly here? Have you really shown all of yourself to me? I’m wondering why, I’m wondering how this could happen only when you see me in pain, lower than you, tired of begging for you, completely spent… Is it pity? Do you feel safe that I truly am no threat? Or is it something else? Whatever the case I will try, I will try to let you in, take all that I can have of you for whatever reason…but i'm tired.
You reach out to me, you reach out to me this time…I take your hands into my own, I take your eyes into my own…
“I don’t want you to cry, not for me...” so sweetly your lips move, so warm are your eyes… But the tears are still falling. Your fingers reach up and trace my lips softly, we are in sadness together. You take in a short gasp, and I see your eyes begin to grow with love, the tears falling down for me.
Never would I have imagined such a sight, this must be real, you must be real.
Suddenly you kiss me, so deeply I am awakened from my shadows. I swoon into you and let it take over. Our bodies are so cold ,so harsh. Can we really warm each other?
I feel you groan for more, reaching once more for me, for me. Your breath is on my skin, the ice melting away swiftly. Your spirit creeping up my neck breathing me in more intensely than ever before, “ I do, I do need you…” you cry softly.The purest of saints could not have said something sweeter.
Your lips are my verification, your eyes, my escape. Now make it hurt.
3 comments:
Ay! Ginanahan tuloy kumain kets!
K, are you ok, baby?
"Suddenly you kiss me, so deeply I am awakened from my shadows."
I was moved by that line. Look into YOURSELF first. Discover the value you bring to yourSELF and the world around you. From there, all the energies that will build you up will find their way... through the shadows... and towards your light.
hi khalel... you're writing is sensitive... i feel every bit of pain... every ounce of love... every string of hope... i hope you don't mind, i've included you in my favorite links...
i hope everything will be fine on your side of the world... blessed be.
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