Jon: Take My Hand

Throwing gasoline on a fire
Is how his image burns my heart
I think of him endlessly
"Where is Jon?"
"What is Jon doing?"
"Is he thinking of me thinking of him?"

I need to hold Jon in my arms
Satisfy my intense hunger
Sink my teeth into his warm, dark skin
Quench my intense thirst
Drink the moisture from his soft mouth

Does he know I love him
How I feel for him?  How I care for him
Does he know he will never want for love
Or affection, or attention, or compassion

If only he would trust me to hold his heart
To hold his hand, to hold him steady
As he walks out of the dark hell he is locked in
And into a new life safe from pain
Safe in my arms, safe in my love

From Whence you Came