Those eyes.
In the face of a stranger,
800 miles from home
Nostalgia gripping all being.
A pang of familiarity,
Watching the false you
Losing sensation of breath and self
Stretching and piercing deep within,
Heartbeat; Heartache?
As skin recalled the touch
Of dissembled intention
Fingertips to caress,
Lips to promise and evoke,
A passion of two souls in tandem
Reaching for something
Zenith in existence
An exchange of emotion
A gift of connection
Without restriction
Awe of existence, and depth of being
Preparation for a reaping
Of exchange, and return.
Void of insight;
Bearing the fruit
Of misplaced intimacy
Vacant and hollow the reception
A chasm of lust
Intwined with need
Selfish and unforgiving
Setting fire to the dry tinder of a heart
Only to watch the flames
Engulf and destroy
Silently.
Furtively.
Withdrawal and reflection
Feeling the cold absence of touch
From this distance
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 11:27 PM UTC
Those eyes.
In the face of a stranger,
800 miles from home
Nostalgia gripping all being.
A pang of familiarity,
Watching the false you
Losing sensation of breath and self
Stretching and piercing deep within,
Heartbeat; Heartache?
As skin recalled the touch
Of dissembled intention
Fingertips to caress,
Lips to promise and evoke,
A passion of two souls in tandem
Reaching for something
Zenith in existence
An exchange of emotion
A gift of connection
Without restriction
Awe of existence, and depth of being
Preparation for a reaping
Of exchange, and return.
Void of insight;
Bearing the fruit
Of misplaced intimacy
Vacant and hollow the reception
A chasm of lust
Intwined with need
Selfish and unforgiving
Setting fire to the dry tinder of a heart
Only to watch the flames
Engulf and destroy
Silently.
Furtively.
Withdrawal and reflection
Feeling the cold absence of touch
From this distance
