the face
the eyes
the mouth
the person
the vision
the truth
iF you were made of dust, dust that floats and scatters by a simple blow of wind.
imagine wat it would feel like iF you were kissed. a simple kiss will make you feel grounded. you will feel stuck, you will feel like floating and flying soaring higher than you ever imagined, but suddenly you are weighed down by your emotions, anchored down by your own denied urges. the lightness that was once there, stealing a glance, lingering for a laugh, or staying for a touch is turned upside down and inside out.
now the seams that have once sewn you together like a perfect cozy quilt is quickly falling undone. you feel the breeze that is left behind by this disheveling. you sense the loss of warmth and security. your cover is blown, threads are everywhere, dangling from trees, looping around your ankles, staggering your breathing, wrapped so tightly around your neck, blended so colourfully with your hair.
you are made of dust.
you are free.
you are made of dust waiting to be kissed by me.
i can make you ugly.
i can make you grey.
i can change your dust.
i can make u stay.
just one kiss and you'll know
just one kiss i tell you so
something you will never outgrow
a rare side i will never show.
but somehow deep down as you revel in this thought
your ID is stirred beyond remorse
it craves to consume
it longs to conquer
it wants to search
it wants to be kissed
your ID will never find me
your ID will never seek
your dust became mud
your consumed
your conquered
you've been found.
just one kiss
just once
devoured
tasted
poisoned
tainted
i gave you one kiss
one kiss
and you
you gave me your heart.