Tell me, would you?
Tighten your grip at the back of my nape, kiss me tender and slow,
Melt into me like a burning wax
Touch me, would you?
I am the poem you wish to read,
The dew on the leaves, you wish to touch
The water that quenches your thirst
Consume me, would you?
The distance between us is an ache
The thoughts play on a constant loop
Darkness encroaching in my head
Release me, would you?
My heart is wounded, and love it bleeds
Your name is carved in its thick walls
Rhythmically chanting when it beats
Heal me, would you?