understanding alludes Me
who Holds the moxie
or the pattern of Ardor
another unanswered puzzle
as you set aside vulnerability
you will Lead the trails of grandeur
Coaxing for more
yet there is Resistance
need is Encroaching
waiting to plunge

oh how i wish i was the man on the moon
he's so beautiful

inside, it hurts
it screams
it pains
it aches
it wishes and hopes
but never arrives

my heart