Hear Him

This lust rises

In me and like a rose

 

I wilt in denial

 

His lacrimose antimonium specialty of

Thinking like a genius

His quaking freedom and mystique

 

I am once again fallen how help me

 

Save me I am the dew on the spring flower

For once mistral takes me and aloft I sweep over the farmland

 

Terranious offerings and a bit sober to the touch

He sees me and I am frozen

 

Oh! Longing, down special craft inundated

So much more than how one can be spelled

The crest of seasonal things and

A meandering time

Just for me

Just for once

 

 

 


 

Poem is indented; for complete version please visit post on my site! Much <3.

varjak

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