I want to know her.
Follow the trajectory of her
Life if only for a day – I would settle for a few hours.
Waking up inside her, knowing what turns
Her out – ablaze with the feeling of watching her step
From the shower, covered in light, morning dew
The impatient sun’s rays setting her entire body on fire.
I want to be that tug in the bottom of her navel,
I want to pull her down. I want to make her new.
The deep carnal desire of irrational possession, squeezing skin
In futile attempts to leave her marked with something
Tangible, a perpetual reminder that this was real, that I was
There. We were together. It would be enough.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Nothing is as Frustrating as Desire Unfulfilled.”