You drip with the essence of a silhouette.
Every moment awake is another thought of you.
Every moment asleep is another dream of you.
There is a sun in the sky, but without you there
It’s dull and dreary like a rainy day.
How consuming you are. I hunger for you.
Just one taste of your exotic essence,
You enrapture me. You make me feel that there
is hope.
The distance has held us apart.
The fear of the unknown,
The fear of not knowing,
The item of being cast a side from your heart.
You have become my everything.
The reason for living,
The reason for dying,
You find me completely with you or not at all.
It’s there together in a slow dancing embrace that
I whisper to you.
I’m yours. . .
By Connor Coutu
2010 Blast Inc.
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