~~Just a touch~~

By Ashelynn aka FreakyMeow

Author’s background information:

 

My inspiration is the ability to be able to feel myself again.

 

Lyrics by Melissa Etheridge

 

Deep into the night the quiet comes...
The room lights up with incandescent moonlight...
A 17 inch window glows with growing intensity...
Hopeful that I'd be able to see you..touch you...feel you..
And you feel me...caress that ache deep inside...

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

 

I would dial the numbers
Just to listen to your breath
I would stand inside my hell
And hold the hand of death
You don't know how far I'd go
To ease this precious ache
You don't know how much I'd give
Or how much I can take

 

Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Just to reach you

 

Orbs of green reflect that glow...
Watching...waiting...wanting...aching...needing...craving...
That taste...that caress...your bite...your flesh...
Seconds turn to minutes..to hours..to days..
Lingering...Lingering...
Eyes heavy with much needed sleep slowly closing...
Fingers tired but filled with unspoken words...

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

 

Keeping my eyes open
I cannot afford to sleep
Giving away promises
I know that I can't keep
Nothing fills the blackness
That has seeped into my chest
I need you in my blood
I am forsaking all the rest
Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Oh to reach you

The craving crawls from deep inside me and tingles along my flesh...
Exposed...vulnerable...hungry...needy...
"Don't get in too deep" others say...
"You KNOW how you are, be careful" others remind...
Desire enflames my inner most core...
Flames lick across every centimeter of flesh leaving me raw and open...
A mass of trembling emotions...tears shining in my eyes...rolling down my cheeks...
Every breath wavering...tremulous...

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

 

I don't care what they think
I don't care what they say
What do they know about this
love anyway

 

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

 

Across that incandescent glow your words appear...your thoughts...your touch..
Damp cheeks and eyes gleam with their caress...
Then my own face lights like the 17 inches that sit before me...
Alive...aware...hot...bothered...home within your words...