breathless

simple
profound
unknown
a slow burn
hot to the touch

alive
awake
no pain(ful)
wanting...
to be captured
taken by a lover
not a mirror...but a reflection


to feel the agony of perfection
knowing this love must exist
you know...the one they write about
it's what keeps me awake at night...

wanted inside and out
with no limit accepted
taken beyond the brink
I was born to break this
these words escape me
bleed out of this broken man
if I had my way I wouldn't be...

bleeding, breathless and dreaming