leave me empty and hungry for you You slip stealthy thief elusive lover Between my fingers Fog and my soul at bay
Your eyes pierced me with ineffable sweetness
Not a word courting, just a breath passage
And here I am bewitched, subject tied to the gallows
Passion assailed me lamin , m'émiette
I love you without reason willing victim
My head is buzzing hive implodes frantic and crazy
I absorb the gall of waiting and hoping
honey Love is my poison and just as my remedy
Immense is my hope in the morning Without triumphant
Point is my distress at night Sweet blushing
silent executioner, my bully innocent
Tell me a word, a syllable, not a vowel
I beg you, just a word to fire me
One that disperses my dream to rain illusion
A tender and firm referring me to myself
One that frees me from you and me back to reason.
Yves Doe Pastel
http://yvesuntelpastel.blogspot.com
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