I don't want to let you go.

You're here in the centre of me,

Joined with me.

You feel me,

I feel you

And the taste of you,

It takes me places.

Constant, everlasting rhythm..

You give.. I take..

I take.. You give..

Then we meet in the middle

And it's like we've never been apart.

Looking for the way out.
I find something but it never feels right.
Maybe it's not the right thing,
Just a thing to fill the time.
I'm blinded

The sky is pink.

The earth casting it's shadow across the moon, way up high, blooming, billowing with glee.  

It's funny ain't it, the things that make our insides spark.  

It's  a funny thing to be loved and to feel that love but not understand why it is there.  

It's cushioning and safe.  

You are surrounded. 

You can dance your heart out under that pink cloudy sky;

Dance until you are out of breath and smiling.

Damsel not in distress but....

....Just once......

.....It would be nice......

.......If there was someone.....

.........Willing.....

............To fight for me......

..............Instead of being passed by........