It Feels Like Time Stops

All that pressure that you apply pulsates through me. What is it that you are searching for?
Is it the pits of my soul? My melting point?

Tell me what is it that you hope to find? The risk is so deep… And yet your solution is to go deeper.

Do you wish to reach the most intimate parts of my mind? To search for levels unfound? And ignite your flame in my passive waters.

While I lay here in this precise position… I hope what you search for is never revealed. Dear lover, I hope you to find solace in knowing that I’ll always keep it hidden.
Flames