I come unbidden.
Don't fight me.
Sail with me,
Waves of music,
Whirlpools of joy.
Come.
Come with me.
A breath for a breath,
A heartbeat for a touch,
A smile for a glance,
A sigh for a farewell.
Come.
Come with me.
Can't you see?
You don't need to.
I don't care,
I just want to be with you.
Is that enough?
To carry us through?
Through to the end?
Are we strong enough to face the rough?
Are we?
Are we even a we?
Are we?
Come.
Come with me.
A brush of lips,
A gentle kiss,
A bite to scorch the soul,
A need quenched,
A need never satisfied,
A pool of needs,
A storm of wants,
Amidst them we stand.
Still. Stationary. Hand in hand.
Be at peace.
Come.
Come with me.
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