Disorientated and disillusioned.
Blindly seeking answers trying to figure out
Where this pain is coming from.
Walls cracked. Doubt seeping through.
We connect on so many levels,that now its hard to imagine a day where there’s a me with no you.
He wrote about me today
And however confused and misconstrued the physical,
The emotional is always mutual.
Souls intertwined, Creator designed in harmony.
Now we may not ALWAYS be on the same page, but we are in
The same chapter of the same book.
We are synonymous, there’s no denying that.
The culprit lies between the sheets
At night before we sleep.
The desire is there but where the fuck is the heat!?!?
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