Indulge

Sink
Cover yourself in me
I shall travel through you
Indulge
For years, hours
For now, for the cycle of now
Fall; Give up
In me you indulge
I shall wrap you
shall be a part of your mold
I define; you pose
You will have to trust me
Fear must be disowned
I will follow you
to your perish
I will lead you
to the path you belong
I am your lust
and you are my sketch
I am content
You are alone.

Shringi
06/03/2010