Empirical

I want to sink in your uncertainty and to stretch my body for a breath of understanding. I feel like a cat on a hot tin roof when you look at me with the craving in your eyes.  What to say when body speaks louder and I have to bite my lip so hard; an iron flavor crams my mouth. I rather stay alone than betray my emotional state; it’s too charming to say I love you when thousands of responsibilities come along.

I want to serve you a hot latte with a slice of cake, I want to take your hand and give a hug when you are down, I want to listen what’s on your mind, but I am scared of you…I  am just scared I am not good enough.

Agnes.