Muse
You consume my thoughts
If I still had dreams, they would be of you
You touching me, kissing me, looking in my eyes
To see my soul
Which you've already seen, caressed, invaded, opened
What have you done to me?
I want to know you. I want to touch you like you've touched me.
Deeply. Soul-deep.
Have I? May I?
16 April 2018