poetry submission

you want to know me, but only want to touch the surface
    you want an explanation for who I am - an answer
      but I have none to give you
  you're pulling me close, yet keeping me at arm's length
  on the verge of pouring out, but you restrain yourself
      touching me only with your confliction
    and you wonder why I'm confused
      -I can't live or think that way
        and pretending that I can is so exhausting

what's the difference?
  I want to reach inside you and explore every detail
  I want to hold you so close that any sense of distinction is blurred
    like we're sharing one skin
      with your thoughts running through my mind
    to devour you as I'm devouring myself
        -to sink even deeper into this obscure feeling
          and have you drown in it with me
      I'd create for us a shared oblivion
        beginnings and endings that we're afraid to touch
          but have to because we've gained a taste for their torment

perhaps you know how deep this can go
    and perhaps that's why you keep me at bay
  I wonder if you realize, as I do, that it's over