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When you kiss me I feel as though I were floating In a place with no boundaries or precepts of time I think I could quite possibly erupt out of my self When your skin comes into contact with mine The vitality of this corporeal heat Threatens to consume every last drop of my soul Sometimes I believe you’re devouring me slowly The way a cat laps up milk from a bowl I lay my head on your chest for a moment And I try to come to terms with it all Your heart’s soft insistance gently reminds me How much simpler it is to just let go and fall I am beginning to feel somewhat frightened As though I am drowning with no water near Yet I am strangely compelled to stop fighting To embrace and give into my fear I don’t know how things will end if I keep falling for you I’ll likely be hurt, disappointed, devastated or worse But no matter - for however this turns out I will always know we had this utopia first |