Poet

Let me write you your future

with the touch of my tongue

I will ick of your layers

and bring them undone

Let me touch of the places

that not even you know

let me re light that candle

that's flickering slow

I know your secrets

I can smell them from here

1 touch of your hand

to pull you in near

1 simple goodnight and you will be mine

I hope to soon meet you

or in this life find

Something that tells me

that you are alive

That the 1 thing I search for

is not in my mind

Let me look past your features

and into your soul

for I at this moment do not have control