Let Me...

I see you. Through your own gates and defenses, I see you. For all that you are. With the knowledge of all your faults and circumstances I am in awe of you and the raw, unnurtued essence of you. You stand so far from me for fear that I might want you...and I do. I want you and all the disaster you bring. I want the impending doom of you because I know that I will love you even if it means giving you every breathe in my lung so that yours may breath. I will love you if it means I shall drain my body of every ounce of blood so that your heart may continue to beat inside your chest. I have to ensure that you will never need for sustenance, warmth, or love never again in this lifetime or hereafter. You must know that I was only granted existance to nurish and cherish you. Just let me show you that you don’t have to be afraid anymore. Let me show you what it means to be free of anguish and solidarity. Let me touch your heart with ever fiber of my being until we are one. I can love you, if only you would just let me.