My poetry *****
Now that
I no longer feel you and
Your magic pulsing within
Me and my being have become
Nothing but an empty shell longing
For desire and passion
As I sit in the dark lying
In bed
And to myself for I lack
Understanding of my present—
Or presence? but
Consciously trying to
Catch my breath
Again
Sep 20, 2019
Sep 20, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
My poetry *****
Now that
I no longer feel you and
Your magic pulsing within
Me and my being have become
Nothing but an empty shell longing
For desire and passion
As I sit in the dark lying
In bed
And to myself for I lack
Understanding of my present—
Or presence? but
Consciously trying to
Catch my breath
Again
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