Hunger for subsumption

My heart, my essence

With ardent desire I reach

Only to cradle your soul in gentle hands

As I gaze

Heart and Shoes

I remember just the other day
when I saw you sitting at the cafe
I walked up and looked deep into your eyes
it

Beg, I flex your senses, tickling your tongue,

I am that one taste you just cannot place.

The one that begs for a taste to

Fire of the Senses

The world condemns

What it doesn't understand.

But who would?

This mesmerising intensity

The synthesis

That Old Dirt Road*

Every once in a lifetime
You find some one special
They penetrate the spectrum's of the lines
That border