You are my angel.
Clothed in ink and silken threads.
You are the cataclysmic embodiment of longing.
Enveloping me with your essence.
Come closer.
Run away.
Show me a glimpse of what could be.
Reach out with tapered fingers to close my eyes.
Give a little.
Take it away.
Break my heart with little lies.
And mend it with the truth inside.
Slide into me with reckless abandon
and stand aside while I cry.
You make me whole.
You shatter me with your indifference.
The scent of you lingers upon my skin.
I breathe. I choke.
I wait for you every moment.
I don't want you.
I need you like my lungs need air.
