night after night i wonder why? why must it be this way, constantly destructing into piles of mess. never understanding the root of this stress. Love to another may be just a word or may even be an action transfered between one another. For me love isnt lust but yet all of the above, nothing other. Beneath the skin nolonger remain veins, only the chills from the sight of your silk like lips, the look in your eyes, and the intensity of your touch. Sound begins to fade all around me, drownded out by the beat with in my chest. The sound of my racing heart takes over my mind and makes this another moment in time, a moment i will never let go. my mind quivers and i think of this love i now know. Distructing with in my grasp, i refuse to let such truth turn to ash. I am you, but you are nolonger me...how could this be, how could you forget the promise of truth, the strength of love.