I need to want you
Less;
Take away
All the pain
Stress,
Love want not vise,
No gain
My mind
Otherwise
None the wiser,
Heart blind
Deaf
Dumb,
For you of sweetness miser
My thoughts high
Clef
Numb,
This blood
Almost dry
In my veins
Runs
Slow like mud
In your colour,
This pulse
Is in your
Rhythm,
Cocked guns
The reins
And I can't
Rid them;
Like thick velour
A sandy beach
With dots
Of seagulls
Yet I am
Devoid of
As if bleach
You,
But not these
Thoughts,
Fill me
Please...
© okpoet
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 4:46 PM UTC
I need to want you
Less;
Take away
All the pain
Stress,
Love want not vise,
No gain
My mind
Otherwise
None the wiser,
Heart blind
Deaf
Dumb,
For you of sweetness miser
My thoughts high
Clef
Numb,
This blood
Almost dry
In my veins
Runs
Slow like mud
In your colour,
This pulse
Is in your
Rhythm,
Cocked guns
The reins
And I can't
Rid them;
Like thick velour
A sandy beach
With dots
Of seagulls
Yet I am
Devoid of
As if bleach
You,
But not these
Thoughts,
Fill me
Please...
© okpoet
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