A poem?

Make my skin dance under your fingertips.
Make my breaths hollow and my air supply short.
Make me yours through a song of passion and fire.
More possibilities lie within what can be perceived
Not what is being told.
Do not let me live without first perceiving what the mind can no longer share by lips so eager to speak what I believe is the truth.
Make my heart gallop a thousand storms to beat with yours.
Make my soul cry out at dusk for one last glimpse of humanity.
Make me free by overcoming the wiles of torturous lovers.
Hold me close and do not speak.
Do not let lies linger on your lips, but truth in your eyes.

*applauds* very well written :)

nice very complex

Great emotion you conveyed there.

Awww..shucks.Thanks guys.It was one of those random word throw up things? Like...they just started coming out and I wrote them down. :) Glad you like it.