Lost Love Lust

Categories: My thoughts.

• crumble in awe.

  Another night spent allowing the sound of the rain drops to infect my brain.
  They fill me with desire.
  The need to be somewhere else.
  To live life to the edge of the cliffs and back.
  The exhibition of something greater than four walls and a couch.
  I want to feel the suffocation of true nature.
  To feel my heart crumble [...]

• fathom.

  The night.
  A traffic of minds in the all active highway of the dark.
  The rich mind sleeps, the poor mind weeps.
  The painters brush, in a rush.
  The writers words, no longer a hush.
  Man and woman’s embrace, no longer disgrace.
  The leave’s cling and the winds ring.
  The poet’s rum awaits the morning sun.
  A guitar strum, the player’s drum.
  The lover’s [...]

• C’est un monde très fou.

  Envelop yourself in your facade.
  Your wise words inapplicable to your own.
  Your beauty, holistic and nuclear.
  The faces, they stare.
  Oh and how you care.
  The one and only reject, hidden under the layers.
  Strong descriptors, you’ve been known to sorrow.
  Entering the second decade, close your eyes to see.
  A prickle of the soul will make everything whole.
  With locks broken, the [...]

• In the depths, we see.

  In the depths, we see.
  Water, Mind, Matter.
  There has always been a romanticism in your step.
  Your hair, swept and unkept.
  Your mind, endless.
  Your heart, restless.
  The skies keep your body.
  The land, your hand.
  Your soul of no control.
  Leaves crackle under your toes.
  The forest flows through your skin.
  You’ve got this chance.
  You’ve got this life.
  In the depths we see.
  All you must do [...]