You are the call and I am the answer,You are the wish, and I the fulfilment,You are the night, and I the day. What else? It is perfect enough. It is perfectly complete. You and I, What more—? Strange,...
I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.
Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be.
When I'm with you,I feel exposed.Naked. When I'm naked with you, I feel clothed.Sheltered.
We all live but a hundred years. When I am with you, I live it in a matter of days.
You know how sometimes you meet someone and you feel like you've known them your whole life?Well, I feel like I've loved you my whole life.
I'll forget me.You forget you.We can be onetogether, happily.
Why is your skin the best feeling in the world?
Neither can you explain yourself to me. Nor can I explain myself to you. You have your sadness and I have mine.
Loving you is loosing my soul,I was in a lost battle, Death at my door,A dog in a backyard feels for my pain,Beer in a broken bottle wet paint and rain.