I believe there is beauty in chaos
pureness in darkness
magnificence in the uncontrollable
trembles up
a sudden draught
blows winding into my face
does it smell?
does it taste?
does it make you feel
the way I am supposed to?
the light in your eyes calls out to me
let me in
let me be one with your whispers
and turn myself into flames
there is nothing I want more
than to provide you love
and warm
a simple quick stammering of words
declare me as your vice
sizzling dangerous steam
diffused and suspended in the air-
nothing can fade my love away
YOU ARE READING
hopeless devotion
Poetry[poetry | prose] incapable of redemption or improvement; lack of control, responsibility, and reasoning a collection of blind love thoughts and the irrational faithfulness that comes within © all rights reserved | desantiagooox
