the
topic isn’t simple those grays aren’t relatable it becomes what I need! certain
into those lenses so manicured by a smile such life in resistance. or a cad so
foul with sparrows at his eyes. an eagle for memories or mother running while
most souls lie naked – in wilderness or a private polemic or a telic disaster.
so punched in the gut so out of wind, I would run but it gets no different. we
cleave to best in anchor or charms in vacuums where we might hit
superconsciousness. I was wide awake. I saw every infraction. I decided a deep
conclusion: most are in anguish most fight against nothingness, where trying
hearts is new rivers. a tender pain a good friend where others might do in
likeness. so acute for passion such faith in compassion where humans have
similar thoughts. but I wanted her I needed her I would behave for her; indeed,
she flies like thunder she hits a little something she wants to flit into
romances. those first days, that sickness glowing, I want you like pain wants
freedom. as never to act like self as never to appreciate self where one is
lethal on self.
the signature is sorrow, the
penmanship is trials by life to love or cherish. I come with no objection. I adore
without inquiry. at best, we’re both lonely. I have a photographic ideal, I fit
you in, I never try your references. I never ask those difficult questions. I assume
you want to be in me. I assume you want to live for me. so based in chemistry
so alive in armor with breastplates beating to attraction. I was in a trying
situation. I was a month in healing. I transferred everything we clutch,
everything is us, it can’t go sour!
I made a great choice. you decided
to fly in me. I was with pain to sense a missing factor. we spoke. I believed
in you. you make me better than existence. I live in you I value you I would
die in you. such soft galaxies, such a happy platypus, lemurs are swirling in a
dervish.
never let go never grow sorrow as
alone in a silent ache. I will redeem you I will suffer you I will remember I love
you.
