Twisting cobblestone
My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?
It goes on, like the everlasting fresh foam of spiral waves at sea,
Through fears of a lethal spell the Heavens put on me ;for loving you so fast.
I tasted your lips , the shapes of your body, searched your soul, encountered your spirit.
I now wonder as your mind displays blue realms in a navy sky too vast ;
If you'd be a murderer, a gambler , through passion and silent words.
My heart cries out "no", as do the images on my mind ,
And my loving eyes want you more and more and more.
My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?
Fears of lethal breath in you , blood flows on, like the everlasting whip of spiral waves through lungs
My heart cries out "no" , as do the images on my mind ,
And my loving eyes want you more and more and more.
No comments:
Post a Comment