Adoration reigns supreme, like a never lost battle
Every word, every act expresses a tale of untold desire,
/
Nothing seems to placate, the restive thoughts that rattle
Everything burns and heats, in an incredibly untamed fire,
/
What then aches to be released
Like a jaunty bird from inside a trap,
Are unheard, muffled truths hidden within heartbeats
That seek some reason to eagerly unwrap,
/
So long as they’re coerced to solemnly stay
Within the confines that imprison their devout expression,
/
All the seasons will persistently make way
For the sins and crimes of an inordinate, unrequited passion.
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 1:21 AM UTC
Adoration reigns supreme, like a never lost battle
Every word, every act expresses a tale of untold desire,
/
Nothing seems to placate, the restive thoughts that rattle
Everything burns and heats, in an incredibly untamed fire,
/
What then aches to be released
Like a jaunty bird from inside a trap,
Are unheard, muffled truths hidden within heartbeats
That seek some reason to eagerly unwrap,
/
So long as they’re coerced to solemnly stay
Within the confines that imprison their devout expression,
/
All the seasons will persistently make way
For the sins and crimes of an inordinate, unrequited passion.
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