Ancient reasons behind you…..
Desire grows with every passing day.
The same fire flows through our veins.
Both you and I,
Somehow….of the same grain.
Yet, I sit far away from you.
I look outside my window,
And see Persian skies of red and yellow.
When you come down I’ll greet you…..
I’ll show you the way.
But until then my dear,
You will remain….
Searching for something you won’t find.
For some other hands that will feel like mine.
But your heart won’t beat for another pain.
Like the one my lips give you.
Like the one that stays in your mind as if a plague.
Eyes of green, that stare, that gaze,
You can’t erase it.
It won’t go away.
As I lay down tonight
In white satin sheets,
Chains, cuffed to my legs.
I think about you.
I feel the same.