hunting / longing / sea of sex swelling / within me / ready to wash over you
If this part of my life is a sentence then its done, its over – the time has been served. / When I leave I will not take tiles, the paint on the walls, the births, the time. / I will walk and leave a lot behind. / But I take with me the essence of who I am I will always retain me. / You can whittle away, scrape away, swipe and try to marr me… / perhaps this is because never really rel…
If I could let you in / I would absorb you through my skin / x
Bring two people together alike yet not the same let them swim in each others seas till they dissolve and become one.