Deep in my chest, a heart buried 
the last place you call guarded
Untouchable by most
Small chambers cease to beat
        
...
    
        Often, I reach out to touch you, pausing shy of your skin.
The energy between my fingertips and your bare skin feels voltaic
It draws me to you
To pepper for skin with my lips
        
...
    
                    Love Undone
                    
                    Deep in my chest, a heart buried 
the last place you call guarded
Untouchable by most
Small chambers cease to beat 
Tiny little pieces slip through my fingers 
Like sand
Falling, Falling, falling, failing 
Long sleep wished
Awake and Unbalance reality
                

 
                    