I see you again.
in the corner of my peripheral view.
my existence aches for you.
barely breathing I'd die for you.
paralyzed to speak.
my words hanging dreadfully by a thread.
my heart pulses.
electricity jolts my bones.
again and again I exhale.
knowing I'm in love.
belonging just to be.
wanting what's meant to be.
yet I find peace in your blue eyes.
solace in the soft touch of porcelain skin.
yet a kiss makes me whole again.
yet it's love just dying in your arms.
to feel such warmth and barely exist.
to want the taste of you forever on my lips.
haunting Bliss.
childish ambitions I miss.
yet me and you are more than this.
we are love's aching grasp.
we scratched just to belong.
just to be called our own.
©darkmocha
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