Point blank. It's fact that you are the only constant canvas my subconscious gets oblivious to. If heaven is slowly cradling thickness. In dreams you the high I wanna be obliged to. Only queen I would subjected fully knowing willing or non willing doesn't exist when it simply comes to you. Running in circles when every time it's just you. Countless dames. Yet I'm never really hung up on the same. Dreams visions my being is yours. Midnight strikes and you claim vigorously. Untamed emotions kisses soft death itself was this sweet. I would get carried away and lost just the definition of yours. It's no lie that I caught up suddenly constantly lost my subconscious only craves you without thinking of course. My attention is a sacred almost unbreakable. What is irresistible is only irresistible to my eye. And that's no changing that no force no way around. Falling is only inevitable with me. Point blank I'm yours. Even if it's something or somewhere I don't know. All I see is a angel when everyone else sees monstrosity I only see a seeping sultry red that any second she can be devour sweetly. Respectfully. You could be mines and no one else will know. Just the quiet and the rain and our energy alone. This connection I feen for cuz it's always genuine. Always my home away from home. Miles apart I feel you. Do you possibly feel me? Curiosity is you as oxygen to me. Just a soft kiss of no one shall knows. When we're apart our subconscious can't help but breath whispers. I miss you. I miss him. To others I am formidable foe. To you. Something like a hero. Or anti-hero. Only a fever would care to know. Slow ache when you are alone. Toss turn. I'm stuck. And I don't care. No one else shall know. How much this flutter belongs to you though.