The Raw

 You see me for the ragged dysfunctional mess that I am. 

My hidden aura revealed in plain, you see me and are not disgusted. 

My secrets and confessions displayed as an altar at the gateway of my heart. 

I know you must leave me where you find me, but in this place Im not myself.

 A heightened sense of urgency when thoughts of you consume me.

 I don't believe Ive ever needed someone as much as ive needed you.

 Not just the fulfilling lust of being unapologetically me with the lights turned on

but the needing of your presence in my life. 

Needing of the cascade of emotional and intellectual flow.

 Needing of your reassurance that Im worth the effort to conquer. 

You fill the desire in my self to be a better human, to love and to be loved by others.

To make a meaningful connection and difference

To be myself. 

In a world where all I have is chaos, you calm my spirit. 

I know the day is coming when you will find your equal soul and it kills me because I want it to be me. 

Something so pure that no amount of time passes that you aren't consumed.

 The thought of your entity's brought together in its ugliness of tangled web and absolute unfairness.

 It's pure and beautiful and raw. 

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