Tilt my eyes toward the sky until all I see is sun
Place you finger 'neath my chin and bless me with your touch So starved of feeling am I To shake at just the thought of you
Who am I to touch something so holy?
Underserving of praise
Arms wrapped so tightly around me until all I breathe is you
You smell like warm sun Sweet and pure and nothing like the one you hold so fast
Everything pure is found within you
Taste of chapped lips and brush of skin So quick to love So quick to touch So far away and yet so close
How could you find something blameless beneath such sin?
Having the gall to caress and worship That which does not deserve such desire and want The audacity to whisper and brush lips against skin To make me begin to question to self I once knew
I am nothing and you are something so wonderful
Hold me a moment longer Kiss me Let your skin brush against mine Let us pretend a moment longer that something beautiful can blossom within this hole That maybe I can embody the purity of you