Mary De Leon
August 23, 2010
I'm drawn into your gaze
as I drown in your embrace
that isn't existent.
Malleable as it is intangible.
Where would I get the courage?
To escape the abyss
of your presence
and succumb to the force
that is pulling me
out of this world,
where neither time nor law exists
no reason for me to resist.
My eyes crawl
on the softness of your skin,
as if it was my hand touching you.
Following the trail of your moles
like a map to the end
of my endless quest for amity,
tranquility and maybe, love.
Hoping with every bit of hope
that if I could find my way
through the maze of you
I'll find- Me.
