I'm in the mood for self-abandonment -
for abandoning myself to you.
Like chocolate you make everything better;
you're an echo of my inner self-comforter.
¬Pull me into your aura,
and envelop me with the bliss you created,
Into your warmth and softness,
by the invisible rope that's between us.
¬Let's honour this moment by
sharing - watch a sunset
or stargaze wond'ringly;
¬this moment is ours.
Write your name on my skin if you like,
though it's already signed deep in my heart -
inside, not on,
for depths are more intense than
¬It's a crime, but sometimes I'm doubtful...
In pictured joy, am I there for you?
Is this truly the bond known as love?
I feel like a taste of self-abandonment
but only if your heart will rescue me.