A-muse-ing

I want to draw out you and me.
I want to write out vibrantly, brilliantly every fantasy out of my head.
Pull you into my bed, trade a week for one single sinful night.
But so far I am lost completely, all ideas roam around. Twist and turn in a hurricane. Clutter up a bit of this and that. Another day.
Here we are.
Hi.
Smile.
Akwardly..

Surprised

Sometimes we find beauty in most unexpected ways.
Unseen, so small and almost invisible for others.
It was just a voice in our heads that just said a single hello. Over and over again.
It just became unexpectedly beautiful in most alluring way.

Last few days

I have thousand words in my mind I wish I could say. I can't get even one over my lips. I feel this whole thing will slip away, and I will wake up feeling regret. In a week I won't be here anymore, did it matter at all? 

Falling down on the floor. So cold I can feel the blood rush through my body. This worn out shirt will not warm me up. I breathe in slowly. In and out. In and out. You are still just an image in my head. I shoud've let myself go, but for thousand of times I just couldn't. Not even this one time.

I used to be a fighter, go-getter. Now I can't get my own bravery together for a simple task. Overthinking, analyzing, not sure if there is something I am missing. I know I shouldn't, should I. Once you have felt the pain so deep, it's hard to get up. I used to be, what I want to be again. How can I again?

Midnight, morning dusk. Is it too late? Is this the right way? I have to try one last time. Next time I meet you. Maybe? It could also be the last time. Hold on. I just have thousand words in my mind for you. I need to get only one over my lips. Not to keep them shut. Thousand to one? Easy, right?

I need decision

What is the worst that can happen? 

Is it really the worst thing that can ever happen?

What if that is only worst of today, but the best of tommorow?

So what is the worst that can happen?

over

We cannot go any higher, this is the highest we can be. Crammed up so close, barely moving we are ready to go down. This was the first time I was so close to you. Pinch here or there, something wonderous lingered in the air.
I raised my eyes to gaze into yours, akward smile on both of our faces. All other people just dissappeared, faded as a sound in a background. We don't even blink anymore, can't even breathe. Can you?
You gently take my trembling hand, so we smile even more than before. Is it even possible?
Once we are out, we are out. We don't want this evening to end. We just can't. Can we?
Walking out into old cobbled street. They say it's too dark, but for me it always seems just perfect. Out of corner you show up. Where did you come from?
Grab my hand and pull in the middle of the perfectly dark street. And just before I say a word..a passionate kiss. No words are neccesary anymore. Are they?