#exude
Softly treads winter,
Her quick bear hug exudes lust,
On hold for an year!
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 6:29 AM UTC
on the horizon of tribulation
variables hover as unwritten expressions
the plane of abstract thought
a stream of consciousness
holds memories from long ago
the uncertainty holds us
close as a ghost
our worlds float further away
and the fatigue remains
intimately alive
when I sit alone
she shows me that I'm small
too imbued with a tendency
to exude, to emote
I am barely vocal
the plan is predictable
you pluck sentiment from thin air
and with a flap of your wings
take off into trepidation
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC