Do I wish to think?
To dream the unimaginable.
The mind of a viper;
Ambitious swipe towards intent.
Yet, its possessed fangs drip,
Such venom. A gradual drip would
Destroy the work.
“What work?” I hear you ask.
“Exactly” I whisper.
There is none to behold. With all my gall
And flapping gums, such spittle
Did not exist.
I crave to bite the apple of my existence…
Lingering doubt, lingering hope.
Can I foresee the future?
Can I not think?
Sigh
To exist with intent…
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 12:18 PM UTC
A wish upon a star,
That does not exist
Only in my head,
I will persist.
A night after day,
I gaze at the sky.
At my wish upon a star,
A star sparkling so high.
I may have my doubts, still
At least I will hope.
That my wish will one day come true
But for now, I will cope.
Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
The water edge laps at my feet.
I cannot imagine the depth of its reach,
Nor can I fathom the whole body ****** out before the horizon.
There is something alluring about the freshness of it all.
Caress against my thighs, the wetness
Wrapping around my limbs.
Let me mingle,
With your murky waters...
May I touch your bed?
Coarse at first until I mold it into my desire.
The airy hole keeps me afloat.
Please be patient, for my lack of it is withholding me.
Benign ache lingers, that needs to dissolve...
Seeking only the shallow end for now, where the warmth can never leave.
I may drown if I go further...
A chance of worth do you see?
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC