Thursday, June 28, 2007

what you are to me

it all adds up
to be
what you are to me
feel you escaping
my pen
in streaming lust
watch you
wanting me
the way the music
craves the words

your eyes
complete my unfinished thoughts
your lips
pulling verses from my mouth
your tongue
strumming my strings
a symphony of moans

touch me, gush me
heartstring strum me
make me sing

make me stir and change

make me...become

what you are to me
when i feel you
escaping my pen
in streams and lines of font and song
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