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Were I to send this letter, you would feel the depth of my want pouring from these pages like the sulfer-tinged water from a hot spring It's undeniable. My eyes bore into yours like lasers My heated skin presses against you seemingly by accident you feel the burn within me, before we even touch You hear the tenuous quiver of my voice when I speak your name You must know of my want I would never dare show this to you the knowledge of my desire threatens my very being my yearning would consume us both and leave only destruction in it's wake Could I risk all for but a moment's perfection? My pulse pounds in my throat I swallow convulsively, at the mere thought of our union What would you do with this knowledge? My desire weakens me - I entertain foolish fantasies. I feel my resolve deteriorate as your presence erodes my careful barriers My breath comes in shallow gasps I move a step closer, this letter in my hand. I prepare to toss my soul into the maelstrom A fervent prayer escapes my lips that you will catch it, and hold it gently to your chest. I close my eyes and release my shaking grip ...and wait. |
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