Sunday, December 1, 2013

Obsession.

Your scent clogs my throat
Intoxicating
Your hands leave fingerprints on my soul
Carelessly
Your mouth burns holes through my skin, to my heart
Unintentionally
But when your fading footsteps drum a beat on my wooden floors
Painfully
I finally understand
That the world smashes us into pieces
So someone can put them back together and break us again
Completely and Perfectly.
So that soon enough
Smiles are weighed down by the tears
Gazes are drowned by despair
Bodies are weatherbeaten into submission by Grief.
So that when your lips ghost over mine
I will always let you chain myself to you
Because being whole
Has become my obsession.

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