Elle (theroadtoelle) wrote,
Elle
theroadtoelle

Desideratum

Stumbling through the fog
                             of apathy,
falling apart,
arms tight around myself
a futile attempt to keep it together...

I need you.

I need your warm skin,
the smell of heated citrus
and spice that drifts into me
like a languid welcome,
and the peace that comes when
loves follows honesty.

Don't care enough to
pretend anymore,
and you're the only one
who'll love me when
I don't.
Tags: poems, poetry, steve
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