Nov 14, 2006 03:17
There are moments I expect to be grabbed fiercly - in the name of natural desire
but they slip pass me
unoticed -
I see them - because I create them
i stare at the stack of people passing by in unified fashion
none of them have a face like yours
i dont look for you
just hope for anymore to go back to more
- - - than i'm asking for
and then...
there is no attempt at modesty.
i'm holding my breath and giving it my almost all -
with the hope that she sees me.
i'm coming from something really pure.
and i will not mix the colours