And at night, I told my man with clarity
That even he loses me in the haze of such ecstasy
"Hold me", he demanded.
Still I faded beyond comprehension. Just a fingertip away, lingering on his bedsheets.
But in my minds eyes I drift through the cosmos, I dance with the stars, I tango with the deep abyss of the milky-way.
"Oh, hold me," he pleaded.
And still I shrivel along the outer pieces of him. Shrinking underneath such vapid affections. I stretch out my arms, falling from my solitude, longing for the strangely, sweet suffocation of commitment that lie in his embrace.
It engulfs me
Wraps me in a haze of breathlessness
"Hold me," he whispers.
I comply
