My heart bleeds for you,
Like a violet reaching for the sun.
A sun that's blinding;
A sun that yearns.
The days grow older,
My infatuation colder.
The warmth of your presence leaves me forever starved.
Wisdom is but an arm's stretch away;
Yet I listen to my heart ever more.
A heart that drips tears of blood;
A heart weakened by an infinity of suns.
A glance at that sun could blind me forever,
Yet I'm mesmerised.
I can't tear my eyes away.
YOU ARE READING
Cosmos
PoetryMy third poetry book; inspired by a mixture of love and hate, and developed around the sole basis of the cosmos, which without, we would not exist. *All work is my own*
