tremoring skin
I am
undignified by the times.
skin so frail
the Moonlight collides when I
know bones ache when rain may arrive...
Broken bones that is.
I wrote for 19 days continously
Nothing but love letters for a love I know can only be temporary.
For a love that I may need so much it will pain me when I leave it.
I will shed tears in its hollowness
I shed tears in its presence knowing how time passes.
It kills knowing that pain relapses.
Skin will start beating in solidarity with heart
Skin will thunder out of memory and lack of time to move life through.
It sickens I fell tortured by my own hands.
I know broken bones will ache when rain may come but how will I know the after math of heartache?
How will the earth shatter when this love wilts?
How will the waters hesitate to flow when they hear our love has become drought?
How will I ever rot peacefully in my grave knowing I did not get to love you completely?
How will you?