i cannot be the the one you want in your room, striped and bare. i cannot be warm to touch, like sun rays. i'm the sun itself, hot and extreme. i'm wild, the wild you see in the eyes of a tiger, that eats you alive. i'm raw emotions your heart can't take. i'm the brightness of aurora and not the frozen water that reflects; copies. i'm sharpened knives and cat eyes. i'm the demons in your head. i'm toxic. like fire that you never dare to touch and can burn you alive if you're daring enough. i'm the brightness of the colours you cannot imagine, and you will still believe that i'm the scent of lemon grass when you see me smile.
