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Want

A deep, penetrating, and sorrowful joy

A regretful exploration

Tantalizing, delicious, and exhilarating mistakes

A whim, an earthquake

A unending cerebral labyrinth

And a crippling realization

When I thought I was what you wanted

I thought I was what I wanted, too.

Just A Touch

The warmth of human touch

A contact most basic;

Arms embrace

Lips touch

Fingers interlace

A comfort to the soul

It’s all I used to know;

Gone from here

Forgotten softness

Withheld tears

And a bitter question, begging:

Is it possible to find again?

Sweet, Sweet Nothing

Please,

Before another word

Crosses your sweet, perfect lips

Take your foot from my neck

And allow me one last breath–

To defend, define, dismantle myself

As you seem low on ammunition

And after all, I live to serve

Falling

Heart aflutter

Eyes aglow

I tumble.

Head over heels

Falling.

Totally and irrevocably

Absolutely and stunningly

Down this flight of stairs.

Only to rise

check for witnesses

and move on.

With heart aflutter

Eyes aglow.

Little Wildfire

Shine bright

My Live wire

Little Wildfire

As below she burns alone

Reaching out

Sharing the glow

Leave her

Warmth draws you near

But get too close

She’ll burn you to the ground

I’ll be Here

Wrapped up in your awareness

A speck on your horizon

I’m blinded by your light

Astride a horse as high as your standards

No one will do

But her

So I suppose

Until that day

I’ll be here

Where I started

Another wrong turn

Vicious circle

Sickness of familiarity

Back to where I started.

A conversation, guarded

Words balanced on the edge

Trigger happy

Love…sick

Lovesick.

Regretted exchange

Body Heated

Back to where I started.

Don’t worry my little star

It’s of my own doing

I may be lost

But I’ve been here before.

Break

I’d like to feel it again

Anything

Love pity beauty shame

Roll off my back

Like the cold sweat of this self loathing

Numb to the world and fixated inward

Self talk about as sharp as a knife

Break out

Break free

Break down

Broken

Jump

If your hat was never in the ring

Can you lose?

If your cards were never on the table

Your desires went unaired

What right do you have to feel

Dejected

Rejected

Left out

I’d have liked a shot

To make it or break it

To even go down in flames

Is it too late?

When you have the chance;

Jump

A heart laid bare

I’m yours

For the taking

The dismantling

To have and to hold

In pieces I offer you my everything

An embrace when you need it

A heart heavy with your loss

A mind keen on your best interest

A set of legs for your amusement

A mouth singing your song

A watchful eye–or two

I am the sum of my parts

I am yours

For the taking