I want to see him even when i don’t….

Running my fingers through sunlight,

and i wonder if i could make the darkness

rise, see it in his eyes, and just for a moment he

becomes mine…..

Would he turn gold, be bold, cross that

line, hope to die?….

Dreams come and we misbehave,

Tasting, touching for the first time

in time slips….

I want him intravenously, bleaching

my veins as I go insane….

HIM…on my lips in secret…..