*Curtain opens*
My mouth is dry and you're the drink that will quench my thirst
With your alluring disguise, dark brown eyes
I've become what you go to for a good time
I want more
Let me in
Give me more than just a taste of your sweet poison
I can take it, I know I can
Yet you still won't let me see what lies beneath your reasoning
You fill me with glory then leave
I want more than a story, I want your mourning
Tell me why you gaze with such sad eyes
Yet still you're soaring
YOU ARE READING
A Never-ending Quest
PoetryAs I wander through time while wearing my heart on my sleeve, I often catch myself falling easily. Therefore it breaks easily because I trust, you guessed it, easily. Don't worry this isn't about my repetitiveness, although you could say it's simila...
