Loving/Hating: Shreds of Emotion
By Lime
His eyes kiss my skin while his lips burn mine His hands caress my shivers while his body weighs on my soul I know it's wrong I know he's wrong. His gentleness, his indecision, His need, his desperation To desire is to torment And to love is to die He is that to me, a symbol of love and death My knight, yet inescapable murdering and saving me How can i push him from me? How can i stand his stares? How can i not yearn? How can i not taste him? To need someone so intensely And yet to hate them fiercely, That, tears me into shreds of emotion So please, finally, show me you. Written December 27th, 2001 © on Dec 27 2001 10:00 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"His eyes kiss my skin..."