Wednesday, June 19, 2013

untitled #146

It has been willed so
The convergence set on desire
Of want and of need
Fantasy seamlessly slipped into my sleepless subconscious
Silent thoughts rang out loudly upon a single bead
My heart bleeds and my head aches
And my heart warms and my head waits
For projection actualized
So figuratively close you can literally touch it
One for which yearning can only quell so much
Encapsulated in your kiss
Set a daze from your touch
Lost on a scent
If dreams prevail ill wander until I find you
I wonder if ill find you

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