Openly thinking about every feature In his face.
Desiring to press my flesh against the motions and movement's of his body.
My thoughts cling to him, wondering and escaping his power.
The same power he has to own me to control me.
Screaming and clawing against the night air like a bone to flesh.
Remembering the lost truths of ever never having him, the promise, the untold sharing.
The tears that never had a chance to escape.
Deep, deep, deep waters we swim.
Stroke, stroke, stroke.
Exhale, exhale, exhale.
Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy it captures me, it Bites.
Overly thinking about the features of his face.
Exhaling my thoughts into the trash can.
Bending and reshaping my backbone.
Dance, dance, dance.
Beat, beat, beat.
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm.
How can this be he does not see me.
Standing before him in bare clothing he still see's nothing connected to my flesh.
Help me escape.
Help me free.
help me touch.
Help me feel.
Help me cry.
Help me care.
Help me exhale.
Help me deep.
Help me awake.
He see's nothing connected to my bare flesh.
He holds nothing about me.
He touches everything but me.
Hopefully when I awake we can speak and he will be aware of my motions and movement's.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem