The impressions of fingerprints
Pressed against the transparent barrier
Filled with urgency and
Quiet desperation to break
Through and be enveloped.
Bending, waving, beckoning
Trapped within, redundant and
Nostalgic. You breath through
Your skin envious of the
Swathes of white in the sky.
Your desires shifting alongside the
Diversities of nature.
Th...
Sunday 3rd April 2016 2:41 pm
I stare at the cupid's bow
Of your love throwing
Arrows at my desperate skin
Piercing my soul
Igniting my warmth
My heart the elastic
Limb of your bow
I collect the arrows
Of your words displayed
As the armour of my
World a fortress of adoration
Hemorrhaging at your precision
The drawback your only pain
Moving into your line
Of sight once more
...Saturday 2nd April 2016 4:01 am
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