ownness

³a

a key to the gate of my soul
but all that you ever wanted was
to kiss deeply as if its your last
to stare long enough to burn a hole
to taste the shame that you put me through
to put a mark as a token of appreciation
to caress parts that hasn't been loved yet.

oh,
for the illicit thoughts to come true,
for the words that you wouldn't say to anyone else,
for our unspoken rules to tie our tongue as tight as possible.

most and foremost,
to express love, in the way that you wanted
was never my ideal kind of love.

not in a million years,
i would love you in that kind of way,
at least,
not yet,
not quite there yet.

my love, i purely love you
for the authenticity
and not the idea of you.

so ;
give me a chance to love you,
i've always desire you in a pure way.

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