I know what I want
I know what my desires are
I know what I need
To satisfy these desires

I know what I am
I know what I should be

I know what I want
How to get it
How to keep it
And what wants to be fullfilled

I know what I want
I want You
I desire you
Your love
To Fullfill my desire
You must love me
And so I must be alll that You desire
All that you want and need
I need to be
To be yours

I need to be yours
So that you may be mine

Matchbook Cover

I reached out for something in the dark.
Something,
even a bump.

But my fist remains empty.
Nothing in my clutch.
Fingers gripping tight to the squishy red palm,
ready to grasp, ready to fight.

In the hollows beyond existence,
I'm reaching out
Yet my hand remains empty.
Busily my arms seek out,
wandering the hollow darkness.

My arms extended,
looking for you,
but only grasping
the beautiful nothing.

Love comes springin forth
from between your cracked red lips

A fountain of beauty
eminating from a spring so pure
So lovely a place

A lot in your heart
A place at heavens table
Locked
For the key that rests beneath your breast
too hard to reach without playing the fool