We are the Same

My fingers are tingling For you Your smooth skin And liquid personality Like fire, taking control Quick whip of authority When needed, of course. Leader. Hawk, is what they call you I see beneath those deep Dark eyes like a black hole But there’s nothing to be afraid of I trust you like a candle does its flame A secret, pain perhaps That runs deep yet is bound You’re skilled. For it’s buried Deep by your ravishing personality Humor and a flash of white smile To hide the thoughts, and pain at night But I’m not like the others I see. You. A needle prick upon my finger Infected with curiosity The feeling of safety Only a baby feels in its mother’s arms Take me- like our bodies Are atoms bound to collide Imminent yet pulled by the shadows Of our past. Careful, slow Savoring the moments like A thick stake. Beautiful Sweet bliss Like young teenagers Grasping loving hands and Dancing long into the night