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You are in my mind
and all around me,
a translucent vapour.
My wreath of obsession.
Encircling,
settling,
consuming.
I want to keep you there:
nested,
within reach.
Until I face my fears
and draw you near.
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I wonder if you think of me
the way I think of you
Do I infiltrate your thoughts?
climb into your mind
the way you have climbed into mine?
Do you think we are matched,
paired eons ago, before time began,
before life eroded me?
Patience is a stranger to me
Yet for you I will wait,
will learn
I long to feel your hair sweep across my face
your fingertips stroke my skin
your caress undress my heart
And wrap my arms around you
bathe you in the sweetest love
you have ever known
Consume you,
the way you have consumed me
© www.mypastmademe.com 2011
Go away!
Get out of my brain,
the pit of my stomach!
What good are these feelings?
to tempt, to torture?
to guide, to lead?
The road to ruin
or the path to happiness?
© www.mypastmademe.com 2011
