Yeah, I'm unable to draw, so I write. Did this just some half an hour ago or so:
You took me in
Cleared away the soil
that clung to my shoulders and would not let go.
And now I cling to you, because everything else
around is darkness.
And you are the light and the flame.
Everytime I felt your words caress my skin
you pulled that force upon me
and after you held me and let your fingers
flow through my hair
you left me, with my lungs aching,
gasping for breath
and more.
For this I run and
chasing you and your words
and fingertips
on tiptoes
I fail.
Because everytime my longing hand
takes hold of the hem of your skin
makes you shiver for a moment
but then you growl and show your teeth
and I fall to the floor and
I flinch when the stones cut the flesh
of my feet.
and you flee with laughter, soft, at your side.
And I bury myself
in the dust of the sand
unable to open my eyes
anymore.
Only seeing that stare
of a beast of prey
of you.