Thursday, October 15, 2015

Patient ~ Desire



Waiting.
Living.
Anticipating.

Knowing someday 
You'll find me.
These feelings grow 
In your absence. 
Longing for something
That has yet to be.

My heart
Wounded intentionally 
By imposters  
Aches.
Reassured only that it
Belongs truly to you.

Comforted by thoughts
Of when you'll be here.
I make my way forward 
Trusting that you'll reach me.

My heart starts to beat
Thinking of the sight of you.
I catch my breathe. 
Thinking of your touch.
I'm alive by mere thoughts
Of you
In my mind.

In you 
I've found myself desiring
The one thing 
I'm afraid of most.

To be possessed
Tied down and
Obedient to...

Someone.

~m.


















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