For The 1%
Your face.
Your voice.
Your flaws.
Your simplistic perfection.
Your stupid little grin.
Everything about you.
In my mind it
Floods.
Hopes long since forgotten.
Emotions, thoughts, actions.
Doubts, fears, confusion.
Needs, desires, overwhelming....
Floods.
I don't know how,
Or when,
Or even simply why.
You are forever on my mind.
From the second my senses awake
Till I finally drowned them out at night...
Floods.
Wishing deep
Prayers unheard.
Maybe unanswered.
Wonders to be called your own...
To my existance, overpowering
Grabbing my soul at my core, it
Floods.
Sitting alone
Hoping to hear some sound
Anything telling me your here....
I suddenly realize to my own dismay
What was a simple attraction
A momentary infatuation
Turned on myself to your requirements
Submission to domination
Has become something more
And you yourself in me
Floods.
Somewhere between then and now
This flood crept in.
This flood is likely to drowned me,
This is a fact I cannot deny.
Into my heart
Apart of my soul,
A mark upon my mind
And forced the flood to hit
And delightfully hurt me
And sweep me away to your sea.
Tastes of salt and
Senses fail as your will
Floods.
I realize I love you and
You aren't with me.
I am your momentary infatuation.
An unreachable possiblity of morbid indulgence.
As I lay down here alone
The joys of your rejections and
The pains of your acceptance
And your indifference of me in your life
Floods!
