I.You held me light, never tight so as not to exhaust me.
You thought you're giving enough air so I can breathe.
But didn't you know?
You're the only air I wanna breathe?
Your slightest stir on my untamed flesh thrills
my hermiting soul.
The cursed princess stirred, now half-awake.
And it's not even a kiss yet.
Stares of nothingness from your eyes were piercing enough
to dawdle my questions;
leaving strings of euphoria;
ending my unconquerable ire.
Back then all important was what catches the sight.
Now, no more pretentious masquerades and solitaire
when tangible is only a throb away.
And so the page turns.
"Now, drive me faraway. I don't care where. Just far away."