I Want to Feel Close to Someone

After The Laughter.... Will You Be Willing...... To.. lay in silence on a blanket near a lake shore with me? Perhaps braid our hair together, an excellent contrast. Could I rest my head against your chest maybe? Or... Traces patterns in your hands instead? Your soft, welcoming hands... Your hands that dare hold mine and cushion my suffering... God, I love your hands. Could we no longer be strangers? Would you be willing to tell me your secrets down by this lake? I know your feet are sensitive.. But mines are too.. So, would you be willing to walk against this wishful current with me? Would you be willing to get close?

I would love to get close to someone... I would adore a connection, a personal connection, the magnectic attraction between only two souls.

After the laughter... After it grows with age like milk.. I would love for someone to caress my heart... Mutually, I could do the same to theirs... Just one person... Who could hold me... In the white of silence... In my darkest of hours. Someone... Who is willing to... Just.. Mmm... undescribable..