flames from your hair
trail down your arms and
reach right where
you end
and i begin
café terrace at night
right inside the eyes
of a divinity grown sentient
burning away the breathe of my plight
a hundred, million and more tries
would simply not suffice
clasping around,
a turtle at its home
willing to loan
this overwhelming prize of the land that surrounds
impatient whines,
your temper signs
that blinding gold
of yours, eclipsing slivers of mine
another hand to hold
to wrap both
around like a scarf
enchanting suicide rope
healing splintered scars
colliding and collapsing,
waning and waxing
pupils that see
right through me
devoid of illusions
misery and mirages
my mere solution
on each tender, silent night
YOU ARE READING
| musings harmonizing
Poetryhi! <3 this is a collection of my self written poems/songs over the years. lowercase intended. possible triggers - i have introductory poems in the begging to showcase my writing style, with one old and one new poem. - most of this is imaginative...
