Hungry souls
With wagging tongues
Come to me, with
Uneasy desires,
Unmet needs, for
I am the machine of sensual glee.
Since long my tainted soul,
Is jumping from boat to boat,
Love boats floating on the endless sea.
Leaked boats, dead boats,
Boats ready to drown me.
Gasping in the water,
Far I see the half sunken sun,
My end, my destiny
His fire I seek,
Burn me, burn me white in the morn,
Burn me red in the eve,
Set me free
Set me free
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Incandescent Nightfall
PoetryThe night closes in, darkness awaits me...but there is light somewhere i believe, waiting with its radiance to make me shine forever and after...i hope, i will endure, i wish i will live.
