Jica

I didn't mean to lead you astray;

I'm weak, as weak as anyone or anything can humanly be.

But the passion that melts me inside is for you.

I lay besides an emptiness that is only meant to be occupied by you,

And I feel a frigidness that will only be warmed by you.

My love, you occupy me through space and time, and time and space

And ways no one else can display but you.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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