Lay me on a bed of dreams, sweet love <br />I'm not strong or willing anymore <br />The lightness and weight of my obscure truth <br />I cannot carry further, I cannot endure; <br /> <br />Lift me up and throw me to the skies, my sweet <br />So I may be caught in a soft, mad cloud <br />I have let go, now I need you, invictus <br />Hold me gentle, to hear me loud.<br /><br />Ipshita Chakraborty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-hither/
