I want to be asked about the thoughts that keep me up at night. For someone to wonder what goes on in my head. To ask what the song is I put on when I want to cry or the one that immediately puts me in a better mood. The things that make me miss home. To wonder how I take my coffee. I want for someone sit and wonder about all the things, big or small, that make me who I am.

Take my hand, and cleanse my tainted heart with the ocean you hold in your eyes. Come and grace this old, ugly skin with your soft kisses. I am in terrible need of your love.
—  Lukas W. // Love me
Ámame, cariño.
Lee mi cuerpo,
como los ciegos leen sus libros
detente y admírame,
como un pintor admira su obra preferida,
posa tu mirada sobre mí,
como si fuese una de las 7 maravillas del mundo
como si me fuese a esfumar 
trátame como si fuésemos todo,
aunque no seamos nada
ámame, cariño,
como yo quisiera amarte.