Wednesday, 2 November 2016

Consolation I want so much. Want to feel your touch. Tonight...



Your Celebration

Somewhere in these eyes,
Glinting, fractioned
My other eyes, held.

They would kneel before you,
for me.
They burn dutifully,
Angling to oblige
You.

You see
these Pains of mine <3
need
your embrace,
your passage,
your celebration.

All the years of
Renunciation;
Turbulence, the drowning
over and over
And under.

They crave to be plucked, wanted
For their worth.
To know such Value
exists within.



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