Why can't I see you all the times I want to see you?
Why can't I lose myself in your arms, and become all parts of myself that are not seen or expected by others?
When the chips are down, when the shit hits the fan, when I have nothing left to give in my day-to-day, bring me the arms that are strong and fair, to wrap around my fears and bring forth my emotions and my passion.
Engulf me, make me forget.
Give me a safe space to feel free, to explore, to play; to feel things I do not usually feel, and to take all these yearnings to the extreme. Give me the magic, give me the dream, give me the far end of what is possible. Give me the illusions I fantasise about and need.
And let me love you, let you not stiffen in discomfort when I place my arms around you. Let your embrace (as well as your lips) meet mine, let your needs, normally so tightly veiled, expand and speak to me, telling me what you really really want.
About the Creator
Karen Cave
A mum, a friend to many and I love to explore dark themes and taboos in my writing.
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Karen x
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"Engulf me, make me forget." This was an emotional read. Well done.