d i s s o c i a t i o n o f u s

thinking circumstance will change
to accomodate my desires
i continue to avoid truths
of now
substituting them with my own
convincing myself that somehow
my perception is clearer

i follow my emotions blindly
letting my eyes 
see your eyes
leaving me intertwined
in need
lusting for something
just beyond your image

my thoughts bleed 
desparate to disreguard
the dissociation of us
i alter my identity
to remain in your presence
but closeness strikes
my hidden desires
once again

lucrative attempts are made 
to fill spaces between words
i succeed only with full focus
in supressing my instinctive actions
when your breath 
is upon my face

obliterating 
the smell of my clothes 
after our embrace
the image of your skin
sinking into mine
the sound of your voice
when only i am listening
the taste of your words
as i repeat them
lacking your grace
the touch 
of all elements composing you
remains my most tumultuous competition.