left behind insignificant traces and meaningless strokes
no more blurred images in sight
because I must become observant and committed to your light
I have been sick and tired
of trying to find out what is missing
and finally I am able to understand
it all comes up to a bold vision transformed into fiery dreams
and how heaven is hidden in little details for me to reach-
just by looking at you
it fogs up my clarity
but I've never felt more lucid
yearning for something unmarked
as I am filled with the most profound sense of longing for something I can't quite understand
I crave your flawless self
and it is an unexplainable ache
think I am addicted to perfection
this urge to bring order to life
it's challenging but quieter now
and I start to find myself wondering disorderly
about curiosity itself-
it overwhelms me
a comfortable silence that breeds passionate quiet
and it is filled with all colors and shapes
I frankly must stress
that my head is a mess
so I will restlessly paint you with my words and immortalize you in this canvas
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
