They come like wild flowers. I got used to solitude, I got used to my own skin.
Then you came out of nowhere, and you caressed me. Your hands touching my skin, this time. But you lied to my heart. With the soft strokes of your finger tips, you made me feel that I mattered, that I was enough. But you didn’t really want me. You just wanted to make me feel like you did, so you could feel good about yourself.
All of the wildflowers, are taking their toll on me. Instead of already feeling whole in my own solitude, I have come to yearn for that certain sweetness that you can’t have on your own.
You didn’t just come out of nowhere, you came out of this beautiful deep blue sky. Like the brightest star preparing for new life, you shot right down. You found me inside this beautiful and sometimes crazy world. You landed yourself and all of your light, on stable ground.
I don’t want to wait anymore.
I’m cringing inside.
I’m just thinking about being blessed with your presence.
Your kisses, were like wild stars, exploding, trickling down my skin.
I watched the sky fall.
All that remained, was me and the silence.
I come to you, just as I am.
Bare and naked under the moonlight.
I come to you, with all my heart.
I want to fill my heart with yours. I want more of our kisses, hard and then soft.
I want all of you, the calm, the storm.
I felt my breathe come from inside my heart, as you kissed every part of my soul…
I have become tired of leading the pack.
I can’t pick up all the broken glass, anymore.
So I will let them float up, to dance in the sky.
I hope the sun can put you back together again.
I hope it finds your soul, in all your broken pieces.
I hope you hear it, I hope you look up…
Life doesn’t take hostages, only surrendered souls…
I want to feel our heart beat, as the soft breeze breathes.
I could’ve kissed you forever…