you can
hold my arms twisted
in the shackle of your
yearning
I will press my fears next to yours
you can
muffle the voices in my head
with a kiss
I will lay my hopes next to yours
you can
invade all my senses
with the power on the tip
of your tongue
I will cast my restrains next to yours
you can
throw me on the bed
I’ll take it from there
you can.
August, 2013
Vezilka 