December

I got lost somewhere along the way-
Headed up state I think,
With grand plans
Working themselves out in my head-
And I ended up here.
Not exactly sure what to call it,
But perhaps i'll stay awhile,
Admire its style-
Maybe even nod off so I can enjoy
Those thoughts of you
That I had hid so well in my denial,
Wrapping myself up
In a mid-day fantasy.
Amazed by the beauty
Of all the things
I believed I'd never see.
Stretching out for miles,
By simply letting go,
Ever so slightly opening my mouth,
Parting my lips-
In anticipation of temptation's kiss.
Trembling with the excitement
Of the great unknown,
-surrounding me-
-consuming my inhabitions-
Always leaving me longing for more,
Knowing there's a chance
That I might not
Be able to handle it-
Making me love it that much more.
It is truely a tease
Worthy of its torture
And eventual addiction.
Perfect in its own perverse way.
A fire begins to burn within me-
Revelations are made-
And the greatest of these,
Is knowing that...
I'd rather stay lost in you,
Than wake up one day-
Staring at some stranger,
Looking back
On an unremarkable life.
I want to see it,
Feel it,
Taste it...
Simply put,
I want it all-
And it begins here-
Everyday-
With the anticipation
Of your touch.