Beneath the semi solid moon drippings
Sings I, songs of flight for thee
Circular at first, centrifugal nature
Unworthy is I, so tis dropped twice over
Trust of yours matches equal and opposite
Leaving me longing for your touch
Plagued and distraught I sink deeper
Then to follow is destructive but
For straying grants my wishes
This steady dance of role reversal
No longer just as by compass you see
Unpredictable but comforting as one
When finally prepared and ready
The famine of summer months dawns
Wispy dreams are lost in the breeze
Standing solitary I lust for your presence
Hair of a glowing amber glistening
Eyes as clear blue topaz at pinnacle
Above all your gorgeousness what I lack
How we are as one, alone I cry
For you to understand how I feel for you
Tears fall and transfigure into solid moon drippings
No comments:
Post a Comment