untitled (yearning)

why is my mind always going

to somewhere the ive known and am knowing

is a thought so bizzare

manifested from a longing.

to comfort and be held,

to love and desire

-to be comsumed and go far…

those eyes of such beautyous gaze

penetrate and amaze.

im lured in, wrapped in weakness,

ready to pin my heart to my sleeve.

with a flurry of words

not a thought,

no rationale.

drugged by me.

drunk on emotion.

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