My cells are alight with the thought of you
Wrapped around in you
szdgsd, I can't explain it.
I want to be under you and over you
and beside you and through you
I just want you everywhere
all over me
and we can watch our atoms dissociate
and react with each other
We could feel our senses dissipate
like a breath in the night air
or maybe even let go.
Just let go of each other
If I could let go of the hands of
my parents and walk on my own
why can't I let go of you?
Because it won't mean anything
after tonight
and the last night
and the next night
temporary feelings, heightened senses
discovering the anatomy of another
means nothing when you're a corpse
and feeling no love
no feeling
let's do this:
adagio, allegre, fortissimo, cut out
the pianissimo,
this time
with [no] feeling. |
Submission Name: art vs. science.
