geminitouche

IM BACK!
I thrust my love at you, you push it back.
Stay for a minute or two, then get back on track.
My body cravs yours, my mind still working out the kinks.
My heart is lost, as usual, not caring if love stinks.
Afterwards everything seems so clear, like a fog has been lifted.
Still you hold on to me, my dear, like time has not shifted.
I pick up my dirty love, off the cold hard ground.
It fits like a glove, in my pocket, not to be found.
If someone would dive into my soul
No matter how dark, no matter how cold
See that spark, and ignite it...
I'd rise from the ash, beautiful and on fire.
Our hearts no longer clash, and we are filled with desire.