Obsession and Possession

More than an hour without touching,
Are like years on an island surrounded by water everywhere.
The whirlwind of connection and disturbance,
Are the window of the world we live in.

She strangely disagrees about intimacy,
And moves miles apart when I ask her too.
I am assuming so many different things,
That my brain just bursts out without much clue.

The speed of our car is a million miles above normal,
But our carriage is slow and light.
It’s the only way to fill the space,
So lets kiss, suck, hold and bite.

Despise me as much as you want,
And leave me whenever you want.
Worthiness has values subjugated with an anomaly,
Love is worthless and worse…its blunt.

The terrace floors above you has my markings,
And it will leave a certain stain.
The dogs of lust will cover us,
And the talk and the walk will disappear in a cry of pain.

Strange sense of humor addresses my inside,
It tells me to release its best.
As an addict of pure geniuses,
I want to fulfill her, cry must she lest.

I love her and I will love her like she wants,
Wont stop myself from falling in.
My god, poetry tells a story,
In simplicity, this is not a sex talk, its stealing.

Now this has gone beyond a cloud,
And its deepened far below the hell or the marinas below.
I have still not understood what I have to do,
Maybe do noting, or maybe in darkness I have to glow.

I am obsessed with this thing,
And trying hard to forge it with lies and believes.
I have become possessive with her every move,
Obsession and possession has finally grown out into my leaves.