Sensual pleasures
I am restricted by words
Asking to be noticed
Begging to be heard
A push from the air
So you feel its constant hug
So often we brace a shoulder
To avoid the wind's tug
Motion to falsify life
Implying breath without lungs
Moving whip of the dead
That slapped til it stung
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
Sensual pleasures
I am restricted by words
Asking to be noticed
Begging to be heard
A push from the air
So you feel its constant hug
So often we brace a shoulder
To avoid the wind's tug
Motion to falsify life
Implying breath without lungs
Moving whip of the dead
That slapped til it stung
