Here, this is my haven place:
My light-rain windy dew-bound place.
There, that is my chaos place:
My flip-turn shattered axle flaming place.
Now, where is my solace place?
My hidden-thoughts mystery space?
Taking a look inside is harder than it looks
when my eyes stare out into the world and not
back within.
Glimmering, beset by glittering ocular retinae,
I see the ghost of my whispered solace place.
It is more than I'd ever hoped for.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 1:00 PM UTC
Here, this is my haven place:
My light-rain windy dew-bound place.
There, that is my chaos place:
My flip-turn shattered axle flaming place.
Now, where is my solace place?
My hidden-thoughts mystery space?
Taking a look inside is harder than it looks
when my eyes stare out into the world and not
back within.
Glimmering, beset by glittering ocular retinae,
I see the ghost of my whispered solace place.
It is more than I'd ever hoped for.
'Retinae' is the evidently incorrect Latin plural of the English word "retina." I don't like adding s's onto things. That said, I do have a slight lithp.
