Letter To the Known
I write this letter, bare, naked of all the bullshit that we both have in our days, emptied of the jokes, the small talk, the what-I-did's and the what-I-should-do's; Empty of all but myself.
We've talked of this before, but every time, right before i ask you, i feel as though its the wrong time. Well I don't care anymore, it needs to be said, for the both of us. I want to, as they say, have and hold you. I want to possess the power of your eyes, and see myself in them everyday. I want to know the passion of your soul, and know the love of your heart.
I look to you for guidance now. I would move mountains, and drain oceans for you...
If only you would ask of me.
We've talked of this before, but every time, right before i ask you, i feel as though its the wrong time. Well I don't care anymore, it needs to be said, for the both of us. I want to, as they say, have and hold you. I want to possess the power of your eyes, and see myself in them everyday. I want to know the passion of your soul, and know the love of your heart.
I look to you for guidance now. I would move mountains, and drain oceans for you...
If only you would ask of me.