L.C. McQuillen
01.02.17
You have wrapped
Me in a sudden
And simple
Curiosity.
You guide me
Not with anything
But your words
My mind is
In overtime
Trying to catch
The glimpses
Of pure but
Consistently altered
Intuition
I can’t help
But to be drawn in
Not only mentally
But physically
I feel the warmth of
Your skin
Constantly creeping
Closer
Not by your
Pursuing,
But my own.
These words
Fill up every inch
Between us
Either in
Knowledge or
Relation
Until they aren’t
Quite words at all
But an eager
Display of an
Affection
A heightened
Heartbeat
And an unfed
Curiosity which
Overthrows all
Conversation.