So tired of being dead.
Exhilarated to be just breathing once again!
Just breath-taking, breathing, love.
A rough hand.
A silky, rough hand in my healing one.
Fix this rough draft.
Fix this rough draft of myself.
Be my savior.
Be my savior, and ravage me to life.
Two perfect, jeweled eyes molding to me.
Please, just one kiss.
Just one kiss share, and let me love again.
My lips...bear only failing words...can't speak.
Real, tangible love.
Ah, Lord, it is finally you.