There Was But My Memories
I saw tonight what I so long dreamed. I'm aware I hate myself for not admitting to it. However cowardly I act to not speak my heart, I still swear it's not foolish.
Even writing something here would soften people, sadden others. Beyond finding love there is some that remain completely and simply, beautiful. How without design I dream of them being mine to know. Measure out by laugher time and even words. I want to listen not because I care about them yet, or even find their looks attractive.
I cherish their hidden strength and cannot find their soul on my own, alone. So regardless what it takes I wish to hear it all. Smashed against the rocks, by the waves, or by your own control. Expose yourself to me enigma, for I will be completely yours, for how ever many hours it takes.
As I said, it is beyond love or even sex. Something for which if I ever found for filled, I'd wake within the morning totally ashamed.
Even writing something here would soften people, sadden others. Beyond finding love there is some that remain completely and simply, beautiful. How without design I dream of them being mine to know. Measure out by laugher time and even words. I want to listen not because I care about them yet, or even find their looks attractive.
I cherish their hidden strength and cannot find their soul on my own, alone. So regardless what it takes I wish to hear it all. Smashed against the rocks, by the waves, or by your own control. Expose yourself to me enigma, for I will be completely yours, for how ever many hours it takes.
As I said, it is beyond love or even sex. Something for which if I ever found for filled, I'd wake within the morning totally ashamed.