Skin

This one’s from The Continuum. The thought is inspired from the extent to which I would want to possess someone I loved

Skin that I wished to touch

But couldn’t.

Skin I wanted to feel

But couldn’t.

Skin I wanted to kiss

But couldn’t.

Skin, I wished, I could skin

And wear everyday as my sole garment.

If at all…

If I posted all my love notes right here

And told you, you were my love

Would you love me then?

And if you told me you loved me

And I said it was too late now

Would you hate me then?

Because if you could just hate me

Maybe then I could stop being in love with you

Because I know you are not in love with me