Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2013
Timid as a leaf, crackling under foot as if broken spines didn't believe you.
didn't believe you? didn't believe me, but I believe myself when I state love is question
breath is answer, cornered in a universe so full the ego can't speak Latin, it doesn't matter
it never mattered, you mattered as much as matter, lost in words, lost in lungs giving expression to eternity
kings don't last, kings don't last, you last but king's don't last, I loved it, if you believe in me
It belonged to the corner that manifested as mist.
tread
Written by
tread
476
   September
Please log in to view and add comments on poems