Becomes human

Wanting to be close to youand to be afraid of being closethe gates to your castlewide open for the waves to come inyou’re too intelligent, too complex,too boringyet too socialto not to hear you;like thirstgive me too muchto the point I just want itthese are the concerns you havewhen a study subjectbecomes human

Sweet sweet touch

Listen sweet thing; I’m not very political Or anything And it seems like you’re pretty basic And simply enjoy the sun, too And strawberries, ripe fruits, Chocolate cake, smiling Hugging and caressing Being close Laying on the beach, bare Making love and enjoying life. What else is life but a tasty quench from succulent fruits?