Early morning,
crisp, cold,
I shiver and feel your soul inside of
me
filling me with you and your warmth.
Guiding me to your innocent,
The place were we stand complete
Grey and blue collide
collapsing, you, me, we, us....
We are the universe,
made in Gods perfection
Infinity....
NEVER ENDING
I breath in,
holding the air in my lungs.
I know that air is real,
because I live.
I can love you until I pant
and i am breathless.
Let me...
my silhouette,
dances naked in the moons
reflection
Wanting you until it hurts.
Standing in the rain crying,
for you, me, us
Alone
Not conventional,
waiting, wanting, escaping
Absence of memory
we have not past
we only have beginnings
of where will go
were, we can be
stars colliding in a
universe,
deep, infinite,
So afraid to fail again
but willing,
this time will be different,
knowing
this is not conventional
I want
So Bad
unconventional
Hard, Sweet,
Wet, long,
I want
not an epilogue
Please
Will you,
Can you,
be the unconventional,
be the warm,
the wet,
the fill.
I will.....
© 2011 Stefanie Stevens
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