Your presence is delightful to my knowledge and mind,
fluorescent,
I see the hereafter within your thoughts,
But my mind sins on the notion, the unrefined conception of you,
I'm wicked and sanctified, captivated by your stunning existence,
and I am incessantly — corrupted right through my veins and heart from you,
far interminable away from minds only through dreams it could be comprehended,
your light that dominates every corner of my soul,
wildernesses and imperceptible lands, — full of reverie,
hills and mountains,
*you're captivating so much space in me and I'm left so dumbfounded, wasted,
creating and dismantling such worlds along my skin,
only the merit language of love could evoke and hail your beauty,
so may my idioms and designations never be as abundant to decipher and enunciate you to myself and this world of dirt
people shall dig to find such worth, and even hell's gates, earth's core wouldn't stop me,
If it were to assimilate of your presence*
again
YOU ARE READING
existence within earth
PoetryPoetry in words of a mess, written throughout years of my teenage angst that continues. "Shall wisdom and hell be spoken when my ink turns into blood"