I think I want to be naked, laying waist deep in desire. Lost in the rhymes of words unsaid. Screaming only your name, and unable to utter a single sound. I think I want this to be more then just a dream. To shake off my fears and stand proud in my nothing. Its strange how these things play around out minds and make up do nothing but lay in wanting or seek. I do nothing. I wait to ask. But I still think I want to be naked.
