When you are captured,
in my feverish kiss.
Which brings us both,
to the epitome of bliss.
I will seal the written scroll,
for, for you, I have built this wall.
Because a life without you,
is nothing in my due.
For I am the lover who loves you,
and the lover who feels it true.
And I am this silence which guides you,
and this silence which kisses you blue.
And for you I am here,
ready to soothe your aura of despair.
All you need is to come near,
so that my heart may see that you care.
Please prove my wretched thoughts wrong,
please prance with me to this fallacious song.
Please yield to my confounding desires,
because by the clock, my effort slowly tires.
YOU ARE READING
Poesy of Eloquence
Poetry❝ this tragedy is soaked with tears that dry the ink in my hands. ❞ ━ the poesy I've yearned to release ever since I taught myself to pick up the pen and write. ❝ for if the painting of my words be the garden upon the gate of heaven, glimpse them...
