Aware within…

I am one, one is me for I am. But I’ll be damned if I don’t get stirred up when I think about you. For I know luv is a hand off acceptance that’s gives its best version placed on display. And you make me wanna play as my hands has found a better use. As need is for self to be complete in which were whole to begin with. But there’s just something in me that clings to the thrill of a habit in the flesh. I’m in luv with my existence and know the difference in an inner and outer presence. And I havta say, you’ve awakened another dimension deep within the layers of opposing versions reaching for you from my chest. At best I’m happy to be alive to encounter the creation of life. You just intensify my senses in ways I can do without you but I cannot find a reason why I should. As calm as I’ve become to fit into this place we share simultaneously, I must confess I’d enjoy the fragments of yourself you’d be willing to open up. Knowing I’m aware of what truly is here in the mingling bcuz we could. From a far or up close and lingering in this room you trigger my desires wanting to be in the essence of touch. With fingertips to partake in your anatomy so soothing it satisfied the urge to crave more. One feel, one kiss, one encounter with eyes staring face to face. We are momentarily able to perform intent in our truest form for the cosmos to watch. As breathtaking as a smile can be my intellect insists we collide to become our own version of utopia to soothe passions to pour. I wanna provoke you to loosen up. To unravel your design around me. As one, for a brief gesture of fuck yes, to pulsate from within. For nothing lasts forever, not even in dreams. It’s as real as it gets on our separate paths roaming through the open and the illusion of time. So mentally indulge yourself in the pleasure that it itself sees fit with its interaction with me. Take me or leave me is the choice curiosity tinkers with in the mind. Naturally, just breathe…