Maybe it's the hormones...maybe it's the collective energy of yearning and desire HR continues to illicit. My heart aches...I need, I want, I yearn...I want the safety cocoon embrace of a lover...I want to be silently lost in their skin, enveloped in their smell and warmth..their soul intertwined with mine...nothing can touch us...not time or the spaces in between...
Lover, where are you? I need you. Come find me...my walls are down..my heart aches...I hold it in my hand...it's outstretched...we can hold my heart together...I want to trust you...I'm ready...probably...maybe..most likely...I'm here...scared but brave...fragile, delicate, hallowed out, raw...and honest...honest with myself and honest with my heart...okay?
