Amobea

I recognize my ego. But I don't recognize (denial) as denial.
 
Affection is a reason, want to kiss?  
 
Would you share your passion with me tonight?  
 
You are just so comfortable!  
 
I melt into you, inside of you.  

Will you be my pillow tonight?  
 
Will you accept me?  
 
Protect me? Protect us?
 
May I share your thoughts?  
 
May I borrow your prayers?
 
It'd be easier if we assimilated together first.  
 
I can tell the wind is howling for us tonight.  
 
It needs to bow down.
 
The current is pulling at me.
 
A thistle meadow is overwhelmingly happy to greet me.  
 
It's an emotional and spiritual encounter, affirmative and positive.  
 
Do you feel it?  
I know you can.  
 
Please join me as I remember the momentum of thought.  
 
Omg, it's spliced! It's both. It's one of itself and another.  
 
It's us assimilating.
We are safe, we are one.