For one night
let me be yours.
Then, take flight
through open doors.
To hold you is a dream,
but even good dreams sin;
for ours bodies swayed
with no love to our names.
A piece to envy
and you were lovely.
But to tell you frankly,
I desired you truly.
To wish beyond a dream
is simply impossible,
for the two of us
were separated by fate.
One could not intertwine
short strings to long ones,
for the two will simply
fall and break apart.
It was a dream I wished
and one you were caged in.
If I freed you there,
you'd never return.
If it was a nightmare,
then tell me so right there.
Don't allow me to be ensnared
by your sweet promises and lies.
You torment me so terribly, love;
and as the sun rises right above,
the fragments of last night
are being shed to light.
A drunken mistake is all it is.
To you, I am nothing of import.
But I think you will never know
that you mean the world to me.
[V.B+K.S]
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PoetryAn expression or burst of emotions, a place of solace from suicide and depression. May be an art or a form of liberation-probably a loss of sanity driven from hungry memories; to understand and listen to the stories around us, a passion-driven delir...
