Addicted

*** Never could I project a beautiful notion without such an innocently born devotion. It may indeed be the part of my brain addiction has known to be places I remain. Your thoughts are where there is solace, that slay the pain inside and do call us. To think ideas that become like addictions to…

Where Time Is Never Returned

I have been there. Aghast with shock and horror. In cages I’ve found myself. The floor I laid there many morrows. Pits of despair where men would seemingly bury each other. For amenities that would fancy even kin who disavow their brothers. For cages of steel and iron change the perception of the mind. Linger…

Lest I Drown

I never said to you no. That I felt it and let it go. Things you wouldn’t know inside me tend to grow. If archers strike correctly, if I tend speak indirectly. Ask would I come respectfully where we arrive ineffectually. Construct we can a bond let not my arms beyond where they grasp so…

The Path With You

When I think of you my pulse explodes. Now that I’m thinking it my fear erodes. Seashells crumble beneath under feet. Pain finds me not when I walk your beach. The path to you is so delicately laid by the hue shown down from a blue sky. Beams of light and splendid soft sights they…