it'd take a lot of courage
to call you on a snowy day
in mid December
knowing your heart
is shaken and penetrable
you, on the other end
would hurry to answer
the first breath
the first sigh
and the first word
are all it takes
to awaken you
from your slumber
five minutes
are all I need
to revive the past
but tell me this
who does really want
to awaken the beast?
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Limitless Lady
PoetryI'm tired, but I don't know how to be otherwise. I know no moderation. I'm a hurricane, and I know I'm raging. I'm a child, and I'm against ageing. I'm brutal and tender, and all the vast spaces in between. So erase the limits, my fr...
