Sunday, October 24, 2010

as love, all else and beyond

as that is i, in a state of unrest. i claim a troubled conjecture. where to begin or not to. for i cannot stop my adore galore. i am programmed to. this is the way that my impulse directs me. help me before i decide to partake on an adventure at stake and a cause that is lost. i cannot help but fall. and i implore you to do so, if not at all.

be it so fair thing. i have lost once more to fate's game, of chance and carelessness. for now, for all i have to do is be it so that it so will. i will, in no hesitance just yet, thank you fair thing. for i'm in love, yet again.

o' fair and sweet thing
of uncommon see
forever where my hands shall cling

the moles across your chest
scattered like pebbles in the sky
as my eyes undress

lukewarm felt
hazy thoughts across
all fields of smiling met

i came towards you
in an open carry
where pigeons above flew

gazing upon
uncertainty front
as love, all else and beyond


Anonymous Anonymous infatuated

talented. Do you talk with people like you talk with paper?

Wednesday, November 03, 2010 8:01:00 PM  

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