you.

I am craving company.
not just any ordinary.
I am craving someone who will cradle my heart as I unleash my mind.
I am craving someone whose words will taunt the corner of my lips,
                                                  till they give way to smile. 
I am craving synchronized breath in a serene, shared silence.
I am craving eyes that are an adventure of their very own.
I am craving hands that know no knots, yet tangle everafter,
                                        that will capture my limbs if I should fall,
                                        that will trace the earth upon my bones,
I am craving… 
  

friends tell me its spring

but my feet drag beneath a quick thickened fog

without a bound or a bounce.

even the glory of the flower’s is shrouded by the showers.

and my anaemic mind has curdled

starved to find words that will cushion my decline.

and the sockets of my skull

are occupied by others eyes.

my soul surrendered to gravity

carrying my limbs in its descent.

my body a mere burden

showing signs of malevolence.

    and decay.

 

    that the steady spring rain can only hide.

                   lucky I, that it remained

                   after april did resign.

I love Joseph Charlton with all my heart and might.
He is the only person I want and need to understand me.
He is the only person who ever will.
Because he has me whole. Me, the real me.
We are the true undilute.
We are absolute.
Dark & Light.