Many things make my blood run wild
Many things make my heart explode
Euphoric and simple
Is that scent that you bear
I inhale deeply
This body absorbing your scent
Our hormones attracted to each other
Mine telling me you should be my mate.
Our DNA would make a balance
A balance that would take months for the fruit of that love to bear.
A dream I hope will be real. As real as your hands grazing my neck.
I know you are scared. Scared to let go and love again.
I'll tell you it won't be simple. But nothing in life is simple.
Simple is for the boring.
And baby I'm anything but boring.
Go ahead and unleash yourself, break those walls you built.
I would gladly break them for you. But you need to work for it too.
So baby it won't be simple. But I'm here to guide your way.
My soul is calling for you. She can no longer wait.
But she knows she must make sacrifices in order for that fruit to bear.
So I'll tell you once more. Baby just once more
No it won't be simple. But I'm ready to fight with you.
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Unconscious Soul
PoetryDiary of an insomniac... And falling In love for the first time... This secret place I built is poetry from deep inside my soul. I love bearing my raw self here, without the fear of being judged; only understood. It's not live, laugh, love. It's fa...
