Closer

I could trace constellations upon your flesh, and I find myself right at home underneath your skin whilst mapping your lips & fingertips upon mine as it’s evident that I’m deeply etched within you.
      
Ever so close, bound by time & our hearts blossomed as we became threaded by the longevity of missed kisses, an everlasting gaze, triangular fuckery, twined fingers blazing from sunrise to sunset, and looking back as we both walk away, whilst noting those longing stares that speak the language of love.
 
You will always be the lingering flame that blazes in my eyes as the ache to feel you becomes ever more present, and I’m entirely consumed, no matter how much I protest & map boundaries to ensure the memory of you doesn’t invade my senses.    
     
I wish we were much more closer but time & distance has kept us nestled together for years, not too sure how you’d ever be able to handle me without a smidgen of rough & tumble in our playfulness.      
     
However, I like it better that way as we temper the push & pull upon one another.  
     
I don’t think I’ll ever recover from the grief & loss of you in my life, and just the thought of such, leaves me in tears & I ache to feel your warm breath upon my flesh just to know that what we share is real & true.      
     
I don’t know why my heart & soul returns to you but I’m drawn to you, always have been, and I wonder if it’s destiny or fate that keeps me bound to you, and your heart as my mind wages war with you, and yours.    
     
It’s easier to go with the flow than resisting the vastness of your flow because either way, I end up gravitating towards you when I miss you as you bring so much joy to my life, whilst hollowing me out even further.    
     
I love you, and wanna be closer to you, that’s all I know.