Carved In Crave
I can only imagine...
the curviture in your
Explosions
as you yield to the
Power
of freedoms release.
I can only imagine...
you crying my name
Pounding
our legacy deep into my heart
Etching
whispers between the want
of my crave
and the slide
of your need.
I can only imagine...
the brush of your lips
Melting
the core of my sighs
Soaking
me in the dew
of your rainstorm.
I can only imagine...
us basking in syllables
Written
in verses
Burnt
by the ink
we carve our fire in.
I can't imagine...
tomorrow
without you...
Wherever you are...