Heading South...

I will write you, even when we can't...
I will write about how we shared the south, the wind of  two countries and the blue bay that covered a forgotten town we helped, contemplating each other from distance.


If i can only see you and touch your soul in my dreams  then so be it.My mind has been playing daydreaming games on me, lifting me to a universe I've never known: your lips. Tasting your skin under my fingers as i sleep in profound pleasure. Aching for your eyes burning my flesh. That's how i feel and i know i must keep it all to myself and share it only in our world, my imagination. My vivid imaginations that demolishes mountains when you're around, that paints the sky with your twists, that conquers my bones when you look at me, that can only hold you in silence while the world ignores what i'm making of us.

I will write you, because it's the only thing i have secure,my verses about us, an "US" that only exists for me and it's totally ignored by you.
I will write about  how we were away from each other but our inner smiles will bring us together each time we looked our ways, knowing exactly how we felt but decided to ignore  because it's wrong.

If i can only feel you deeper in my mind , then i guess i will have to settle with less, knowing that together we're much more.

I'm not the sweet girl in this story baby, i'm the instinct that craves for your smell and for your mouth heading south. I'm the breaker that would like to see you vanish between my legs while you cry out my name and only my name. I will hunt you in my dreams tonight, since it's the only place i can break you, take you, kiss you,own you,love you.

See you soon baby, may you sleep tight otherwise i will steal you.

Ivy ♠!