I’m humming too quickly for the birds to understand the melodious
and my dank petrol is now a garden fire
with too many roses for a grim
and all the angelic spoils
of Loving You
completed.
I am stunned.
Stunned where the sun seldom shines
on a prodigal son.
I self sustain in the swoon
as your embrace defaces
my self-loathing.
and all quadrants of Peace
are mine to gather up
into a spoil
and I am happy to remove
the dark
the span of all my Dreams.
for the span
of all my
Heart.
Indeed.
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC
I’m humming too quickly for the birds to understand the melodious
and my dank petrol is now a garden fire
with too many roses for a grim
and all the angelic spoils
of Loving You
completed.
I am stunned.
Stunned where the sun seldom shines
on a prodigal son.
I self sustain in the swoon
as your embrace defaces
my self-loathing.
and all quadrants of Peace
are mine to gather up
into a spoil
and I am happy to remove
the dark
the span of all my Dreams.
for the span
of all my
Heart.
Indeed.
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