White Flag

What is this spell that you have me bound to?
When you tell me to run I sprint with my tiny feet
Even if you're not there your sigh beckons me
What is this spell that you have me bound to?
It's not the idea of you
It's not my painful memories
It's your intensity
And the way you never looked at me
Not in the dark, not in the light
You chose to feel but not to see
I chose both because i wanted every inch and every shade
I cried for you as much as i lusted
I moaned for you as much as i begged
You will never end
Like a channel gushing through
You will be the death of me
As much as you were the life within me
Unlike other strangers, you own me
To you i surrender passionately
In you i lose and find myself
Your existence haunts me
In every waking moment
And when the sun is shining silently
You have set me free but from you I will never be

photo: Spit Rainbow by Melanie Schiff
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