With a sense of wonder and childlike helplessness I see you
unsure of myself, who I am or what I'm feeling, I reach out for you
when I touch you, when I feel you, I'm discovering myself in you
You see me and see through me. You feel me and touch me and I die a little bit and surrender
you're forever foreign to me, a mystery of mutual design
I want you and hate you and love you and cannot tolerate another moment of you but you, you, you and more
where am I but you
so I reach again and touch myself. looking deep into myself and deeper I see you watching
I'm closer to you and never close enough
I'm with you and am you and curse you for being me but love you so much
such are we
Posted by Matt at September 4, 2004 03:19 AM