Stacked Up Clues

Crazy clusters of insanity.

What I feel for you and what you see in me.

Thoughts of you constantly taking over, all about you, i plea.

From a deep drowned slumber,

I awaken with images of you rushing through.

Decadence as I find pure bliss in your flavor.

Could’ve sworn mamma told me it was rare to occur.

An explosion of emotion we can't burry.

Sometimes it feels like you try to, - in a hurry.

One touch leaves us wanting in the chaos of its erruption.

Unfathomed the hugeness of its combustion.

It surely feels to good to be called a sin.

The sweetness of your lips lingers on mine.

Frowned upon by most who’d delusionally say we’re comitting a crime.

Close enough I listen to you breathing.

Too far you’re out of reach in every sense.

Your energy crawling and pulsating under my skin.

I can feel you thinking what I feel.

Rolling downhill it’s already got built-in momentum, there’s no stopping this gigantic wheel.

Sometimes pieces of our jigsaw is lost,

Why do we allow it, at what cost?

What the sacrifice to unravel the hidden truth’s.

Where should i go look to find your stacked up clues?