Eye of the Beholder Painting

Is it wrong to want to be desired? To be wanted, watched, and admired. Just to smell the lush, and to lust at its exotic forbidden rush. Can I not only want you to wonder? Imaginate and ponder. I am but a locked kingdom who gives you the key. I give you doors you can never open. No touch, just a vision only you can see. Is it painful to not be reality. Just a figment of your disability. Can my walk cripple your existence? Can my wrath test your resistance? No tears, they will never be shown, nor forgotten love of what's unknown. Eyes are of diamonds; light can shine through an it be divine. But used as a weapon an it can massacre your familiar bloodline. Delicate smiles that approach your deepest curiosity, an yet humble an smug. Should I be ur poison, intoxicate your every breath but yet be your curing drug. Only a taste that can steal your soulless heart. A fantasized emotion that can bring you wings, thus will tear you apart. You can not have or hold in your circle. Nor endure or bask in its color of purple. These words are not for the surface thinkers nor for the passive blinkers. The dark has to be present with your light. Your soul has to let you steal a birds flight. Only to walk a path that has no presence. A dance that mates your essence. Tis not real but it's feeling is piercing true. Is it wrong to want to be desired? To be your excruciating pain an yet be soothing in its vein. Can my untouched love explode on your beliefs? Can my sleep give you ecstasy in relief?There's no words to explain of an emotion that lives within the wind. I can not say for you to see what only lives within.