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When I dream I can love you without limits
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Stand behind the line.
Read the sign.
No touching allowed.
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Torment.
Beautiful and precious affliction.
Words untold. Better left unspoken. Cant speak.
I've imprisoned myself in you. Hand holds my heart.
Fingers cage it like bars.
No longer mere thoughts or just fantasy.
Forbidden love unrequited.
Ashamed to be a cliché.
The cravings of my heart must transform and grow beyond. Let my hunger go. My time has come and gone.
Choices made and set in stone.
Must be satisfied to watch from the outside.
I must. I can do this.
I am strong
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I'm buried.
Buried under the layers of myself
of who I am... who I want to be and who I'm meant to be.
Smothered under the gravity of expectations...
of the world, my family, myself, even God.
I feel the weight of the trust that others have placed in me.
On me
Pulled thinly in a thousand directions.
I'm confined, imprisoned by my choices.
Choices well considered by a younger more idealistic version of myself.
One I still wish to be? No!
Am I regretful? No!
Do I lament my youthful decisions? I do not.
Am I in turmoil? Absolutely
Have I discovered there is room in my heart that was not there before? Undoubtedly
I've always known my heart was vast. Accepted that I would never be limited to love only a few. Rejoiced in it even.
But never in my imaginings did I consider that there was a particular compartment being kept solely for you.
I did not know that I could so willingly split myself in two.
That I would compromise so vastly all that I've known for a love forbidden to me.
Out of reach. Out of bounds
Am I blameworthy? Guilty?
Yes...no...yes...no... yes
I don't know anymore...lines are so blurred.
Of this I am certain...
I'm in deep
Profoundly, thoroughly and deeply
Buried
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What the F***!
I'm an idiot, such a fool
Head spinning in a whirlpool
Like 30 years out of school
And I'm breaking all my rules
So I can sit and dream and drool
Pretend I'm young and cool
With open hearts we duel
Build love precious as a jewel
Lust dangerous I openly fuel
Selfish games are oh so cruel
Acting like a total tool
Hold on stubborn like a mule
What the F***!
What am I doing?
Mistakes I am accruing
Venom I am spewing
On anger I am chewing
Not clearly am I viewing
Disaster! It is brewing
Young love I am pursuing
Mercilessly wooing
Desire needs subduing
Lives that I am skewing
My head is what I'm screwing
Completely my undoing
What the F***!
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I'm waiting for the sound of my silently breaking heart.
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I'm an addict. And you're my drug of preference
I’m completely hooked on you
I wake, you're the first thing I think of
and you're my last thought at night
Just can’t get you out of my head
You have permeated me
My body physically craves you
I want you near me
On me
I want you inside me
All over me
I want you to saturate my every fragment
Pervade my very particles
My craving, so compelling
it makes my stomach churn,
my heart race, my mind constantly wander
My thoughts are so entirely consumed by you.
My narcotic
When I'm with you I get a little taste...
just enough to make my mouth water,
my lips tingle and my skin crawl
with the need for more
When you're gone the withdrawals begin
and l miss you fiercely
Every part of me objects to your absence
My very fibre protests at the lack of you
I seek you compulsively
Urgent mania so completely fixated
Simply can't get enough of you
I need a fix
Can never get the full high
I'm rendered powerless
Weakened by my need
It's stronger than the rest of me
Too deficient to resist
My hunger is endless
Totally hooked and I want more
You're my poison and my remedy
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And she sits by the phone,
waiting to be called....
the girl with her
heart on her sleeve.
She waits and she waits,
till despair does befall.....
so concludes it is time she should leave...
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I ache...
All of me. Aches.
My heart thunders in my chest. Barely contained by its cage of bone.
I can hear it in my ears. Thumping.
Pumping blood to my brain, that aches,
with the thoughts pounding to escape from their ossein shell.
Bruising me.
Head heavy with dreams, with yearnings, a hunger I can not break.
It aches.
Tears liberate themselves from the chaos of my head.
They flee my eyes to caress my cheeks.
Freely brush over my skin leaving paths down my throat to my chest.
Nothing can stop their intention.
To escape.
The ache.
It's still there, in my body, in my soul, in the very fibres of my form.
An ache so strong I can touch it.
I can brush it with my fingertips.
Feel it on my body its so solid and so real.
It's all over me. It's all through me. It consumes me.
My ache...
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I wish you were as close to me as the wet skirt clinging my body.
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