My heart is dry,
My face is numb,
My hands are cold,
I've come undone.
My hair- a mess,
Disheveled through,
Hours thinking,
Of me and you.
My hands reach for water,
My lungs beg to breathe,
Will you stay,
To satisfy me?
I stretch my arms,
And grab for more,
My eyes- they plead,
Will you satisfy and rescue me.
6/10/09
Satisfy
Posted by D.A.L. at 9:46 PM
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