Like a rollacoaster not every day is the same.
My love for you is shameless and untame;
it is fire running wild, always flowing,
filling up my deep existence by constantly growing.
We are not perfect; two flawed pieces. Yet, somehow, moulded together our perfection increases.
You bring me to the edge of insanity and pain
and you are also the laughter I cannot explain.
I love you like a rainbow far out beyond the ocean
that reaches across the skyline in devotion.
YOU ARE READING
Dulcet Musings of a Restless Mind
PoesieThese violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and powder; which, as they kiss, consume. A compilation of my violent delights as a teenager. I otherwise like to refer to it as poetry - scattered words on a page, seeming...
