You sat on a cloud,severe stare,but gentle touch,approaching as the moon met the eyes of the stars.I wanted to speak,but my words were lost in the air,escaping and then falling into nothing as you drank from the fountain of my youth,destined to always remain as you were. Thank God. I watched you,my eyes apprehensive,wishing for…

You asked me if I wanted to be liberated,and I just waited for you to make a decision.Your blue eyes bore into me,and I begged myself not to be boring. It’s all over, but the dreaming.Judgement comes, and I am wandering, wanting,weaving all these words together to say “I want you”, and hoping that the…

It’s wanderlust,and you are a map that sets my mind ablaze.The way I’m lost in the thought of you ought to be studied,the way I long for one more moment, every moment,it’s surely insanity,but I think that this is all I’ll be for the rest of my days. My hands find a home in the…

I’m sick of the way you smile at me,softly,like you can’t see what it does to me,lazily leaning against the table with a tempting glance,just a flicker of fantastical torture from the eyes that have owned me since the moment we met…I’m sick of it. I’m sick of the way your laughter fills the room,finding…