Reciprocity

I yearn for the one..

who can withold a feeling

embrace me in desire

and show it without fearing.

week is the mind that awaits to be conforted

escence to escence

meare shadow of the absolute

all these shadows

join mindless at heart

but what happens when you realize..

the metaphore of the heart.

what happens when you see,

beyond the shadows that surround..

Comfort is bliss

to those that cant compare

to those that cant contrast

evolve in time,

and that which shines becomes your past.

To expect is not to wait,

but to fall deep into dispear.

Dreaming yerning of it to.

Ive yet to see what it can do

many levels I have prescenced:

reciprocity of the mind

blissfull sence

that leaves you blind

reciprocity of ones body

mindless atraction

that ends in a fraction

but reciprocity that keeps me in wonder

is in fact, that of an action.

Ive yet to speak of it,

Imposible not to think of it!

Reciprocity

I long for it.

beyond the mind

beyond the touch

beyond everything I hold dear much.