Wish For Me

I am in the in – between
a fever, a dance, a desire
shattering time itself
as i press my lips onto yours

to feel your eyes
looking into mine
to speak without
saying words

wish for me tonight
find me in a dream
i am the invisible
storm that rains
warmth upon your skin

tell me
if you have found me
i want to open my eyes
i want to feel you
i need to feel you
i need you, to feel me

this passionate desire
of mine
to feel my lips against yours
do you see me in your dreams?
have i opened your eyes yet?

i will remember you
as i sleep
your sweet and gentle lips
i don’t know if i will
ever breathe again

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.