On the Edge of Yearning
Sparks
Without you
I’m like
Flint
Without the Steel
No sparks
Listen
I listen to you
like the world is running out of words
and you’re its final act
Breathe
The taste of your words
lingers on the air you breathe
and I can’t help but think
how lucky I would be
to breathe that same air
and press upon my lips
those echoes
of you
Stare
Brand me with your stare
let me feel the heat
of you
on every inch of my skin
What I wouldn’t give
for you
to claim me
with those electric eyes
Light
Let me feast on your presence
and starve in your absence
bask in your voice
and decay in the silence
confine me to the dark
so that I may truly love
your light
Sharing
I’d strike the weather from your vocabulary
halt the news
pause the world
so all would be void
of any talking point
but you
and the splendours of your mind
Approach
Let me be sleepless in your approach
let the possibility that I may never know you
consume me
fuel me
Let curiosity brew into obsession
want burn within me
until
the anvil beating of my heart
forges want into n eed
Then, and only then
grant me the serenity
of speaking my name
Then
Look at me and see me
Read me and understand me
Participate in me and know me
Then you may say that you’ve loved me